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Enter Faustus in his Study.

Now, Faustus, must thou needs be damned,
And canst thou not be saved?
What boots it then to think of God or heaven?
440Away with such vain fancies and despair:
Despair in God, and trust in Beelzebub.
Now go not backward: no, Faustus, be resolute.
Why waverest thou? O, something soundeth in mine ears:
Abjure this magic, turn to God again.
445Ay, and Faustus will turn to God again.
To God? He loves thee not.
The God thou serv'st is thine own appetite,
Wherein is fixed the love of Beelzebub;
To him I'll build an altar and a church,
450And offer luke warm blood of new borne babes.

Enter Good Angel and EvilAngel.

Good Angel
Sweet Faustus, leave that execrable art.

Contrition, prayer, repentance: what of them?

Good Angel
O, they are means to bring thee unto hea-

Euill Angel
Rather illusions, fruits of lunacy,
That makes men foolish that do trust them most.

Good Angel
Sweet Faustus ,think of heaven, and hea-
venly things.

Euill Angel
460No, Faustus, think of honor and wealth.

Of wealth, Exeunt.Angels

Why the signiory of Emden shall be mine.
When Mephistophilis shall stand by me,
What God can hurt thee Faustus? Thou art safe;
465Cast no more doubts. Come, Mephistophilis,
And bring glad tidings from great Lucifer.
Is't not midnight? Come Mephistophilis,
Veni, veni, Mephastophile! Enter Mephistophilis.

Now tell, what says Lucifer thy Lord?

470That I shall wait on Faustus whilst I live,
So he will buy my service with his soul.

Already Faustus hath hazarded that for thee.

But Faustus, thou must bequeath it solemnly,
And write a deed of gift with thine own blood,
475For that security craves great Lucifer.
If thou deny it, I will back to fuel.

Stay, Mephistophilis, and tell me what good will
my soul do thy Lord?

Enlarge his kingdom.

480Is that the reason he tempts us thus?

Solamen miseris socios habuisse doloris.

Have you any pain that tortures others?

As great as have the human souls of men.
But tell me Faustus, shall I have thy soul,
485And I will be thy slave, and wait on thee,
And give thee more than thou hast wit to ask.

Ay, Mephistophilis, I give it thee.

Then , Faustus, stab thine arm courageously,
And bind thy soul that at some certain day
490Great Lucifer may claim it as his own,
And then be thou as great as Lucifer.

Lo, Mephistophilis, for love of thee,
I cut mine arm, and with my proper blood
495Assure my soul to be great Lucifer's,
Chief Lord and regent of perpetual night,
View here the blood that trickles from mine arm,
And let it be propitious for my wish.

But, Faustus, thou must write it in manner of a
500deed of gift.

Ay, so I will, but Mephistophilis my blood congeals
and I can write no more.

I'll fetch thee fire to dissolve it straight. Exit.

What might the staying of my blood portend?
505Is it unwilling I should write this bill?
Why streams it not, that I may write afresh:
Faustus gives to thee his soul. Ah, there it stayed,
Why shouldst thou not? Is not thy soul thine own?
Then write again: Faustus gives to thee his soul.

Enter Mephistophilis with a chafer of coals.

Here's fire. Come, Faustus, set it on.

So now the blood begins to clear again;
Now will I make an end immediately.

O, what will not I do to obtain his soul?

515Consummatum est: this bill is ended,
And Faustus hath bequeathed his soul to Lucifer.
But what is this inscription on mine arm?
Homo fuge! Whither should I fly?
If unto God, he'll throw me down to hell.
520My senses are deceived; here's nothing writ:
I see it plain, here in this place is writ
Homo fuge! Yet shall not Faustus fly.

I'll fetch him somewhat to delight his mind.


Enter Mephistophilis with devils giving crowns and rich apparel to
Faustus, and dance, and then depart.

Speak, Mephistophilis, what means this show?

Nothing, Faustus, but to delight thy mind withal,
And to show thee what magic can perform.

530But may I raise up spirits when I please?

Ay, Faustus, and do greater things then these.

Then there's enough for a thousand souls.
Here, Mephistophilis, receive this scroll,
A deed of gift of body and of soul;
535But yet conditionally, that thou perform
All articles prescribed between us both.

Faustus, I swear by hell and Lucifer
To effect all promises between us made.

Then hear me read them: <q>On these conditions fol-
lowing. ‘
First, that Faustus may be a spirit in form and substance.
Secondly, that Mephistophilis shall be his servant, and at
his command.
Thirdly, that Mephistophilis shall do for him, and bring
him whatsoever.
Fourthly, that he shall be in his chamber or house in-
Lastly, that he shall appear to the said John Faustus at all
times, in what form or shape soever he please.
John Faustus of Wertenberg, Doctor, by these presents, do
give both body and soul to Lucifer prince of the East, and his
minister Mephistophilis, and furthermore grant unto them
that 24. years being expired, the articles above written in-
violate, full power to fetch or carry the said John Faustus body
and soul, flesh, blood, or goods, into their habitation where-
By me John Faustus.’

Speak, Faustus, do you deliver this as your deed?

Ay, take it, and the devil give thee good on't.

560Now, Faustus, ask what thou wilt.

First will I question with thee about hell;
Tell me, where is the place that men call hell?

Under the heavens.

Ay, but whereabout?

565Within the bowels of these elements,
Where we are tortured and remain for ever,
Hell hath no limits, nor is circumscribed
In one self place; for where we are is hell,
And where hell is theremust we ever be:
570And to conclude, when all the world dissolves,
And every creature shall be purified,
All places shall be hell that is not heaven.

Come, I think hell's a fable.

Ay, think so still, 'til experience change thy mind.

575Why? Think'st thou then that Faustus shall bee

Ay, of necessity, for here's the scroll
Wherein thou hast given thy soul to Lucifer.

Ay, and body too, but what of that?
580Think'st thou that Faustus is so fond,
To imagine, that after this life there is any pain?
Tush; these are trifles and mere old wives tales.

But, Faustus, I am an instance to prove the contrary
For I am damned, and am now in hell.

How! Now in hell? Nay and this be hell, I'll will-
lingly be damned here; what? walking, disputing, &c.? But
leaving off this, let me have a wife, the fairest maid in Ger-
many, for I am wanton and lascivious, and cannot live
without a wife.

How, a wife? I prithee, Faustus, talk not of a wife.

Nay, sweet Mephistophilis, fetch me one, for I will
have one.

Well, thou wilt have one. Sit there 'til I come; I'll
fetch thee a wife in the devil's name.

Enter Mephistophilis with a devil dressed like a woman,
with fire works.

Tell, Faustus, how dost thou like thy wife?

A plague on her for a hot whore!

Tut, Faustus, marriage is but a ceremonial toy; if
thou lovest me, think more of it.

I'll cull thee out the fairest courtesans,
And bring them every morning to thy bed.
She whom thine eye shall like, thy heart shall have;
Be she as chaste as was Penelope,
605As wise as Saba, or as beautiful
As was bright Lucifer before his fall.
Hold, take this book, peruse it thoroughly:
The iterating of these lines brings gold;
The framing of this circle on the ground
610Brings whirlwinds, tempests, thunder and lightning.
Pronounce this thrice devoutly to thyself,
And men in armor shall appear to thee,
Ready to execute what thou desir'st.

Thanks, Mephistophilis, yet fain would I have
a book wherein I might behold all spells and incantations,
that I might raise up spirits when I please.

Here they are in this book.</sp>There turns to them.

Now would I have a book where I might see all
characters and planets of the heavens, that I might know
their motions and dispositions.

Here they are too. Turns to them

Nay, let me have one book more, and then I have
done, wherein I might see all plants, herbs and trees that
grow upon the earth.

Here they be.

O, thou art deceived.

Tut, I warrant thee. Turns to them. Exeunt.

When I behold the heavens, then I repent
And curse thee wicked Mephistophilis,
630Because thou hast deprived me of those joys.

Why, Faustus,

Thinkst thou heaven is such a glorious thing?
I tell thee tis not half so faire as thou,
Or any man that breathes on earth.

How provest thou that?

It was made for man; therefore is man more excel-

If it were made for man, 'twas made for me.
I will renounce this magic, and repent.

Enter Good Angel, and Evil Angel.

Good An.
Faustus, repent; Yet God will pity thee.

euill An.
Thou art a spirit; God cannot ptty thee

Who buzzeth in mine ears I am a spirit?
Be I a devil, yet God may pity me;
645Ay, God will pity me, if I repent.

euill An.
Ay, but Faustus never shall repent. Exeunt.

My heart's so hardened I cannot repent.
Scarce can I name salvation, faith, or heaven,
But fearful echoes thunder in mine ears
650Faustus, thou art damned. Then swords and knives,
Poison, guns, halters, and envenomed steel
Are laid before me to dispatch my self,
And long ere this I should have slain my self,
Had not sweet pleasure conquered deep despair.
655Have not I made blind Homer sing to me,
Of Alexander's love, and Oenon's death,
And hath not he that built the walls of Thebes,
With ravishing sound of his melodious harp,
Made music with my Mephistophilis?
Why should I die then, or basely despair?
I am resolved: Faustus shall never repent,
Come, Mephistophilis, let us dispute again,
And argue of divine astrology,
665Tell me, are there many heavens above the Moon?
Are all celestial bodies but one globe,
As is the substance of this centric earth?

As are the elements, such are the spheres,
Mutually folded in each other's orb,
670And, Faustus, all jointly move upon one axletree,
Whose terminine is termed the world's wide pole,
Nor are the names of Saturn, Mars, or Jupiter
Fained, but are erring stars.

But tell me, have they all one motion? Both situ &

All jointly move from East to West in four and twenty hours
upon the poles of the world, but differ in their motion upon
the poles of the zodiac.

Tush, these slender trifles Wagner can decide;
Hath Mephistophilis no greater skill?
Who knows not the double motion of the planets?
The first is finished in a natural day;
The second thus: as Saturn in thirty years; Jupiter in twelve;
Mars in four; the Sun, Venus, and Mercury in a year: the
Moon in twenty eight days. Tush, these are freshmen's suppositions,
but tell me, hath every sphere a dominion or intelligentia?


How many heavens or spheres are there?

Nine, the seven planets, the firmament, and the im-
perial heaven.

Well, resolve me in this question: Why have we
not conjunctions, oppositions, aspects, eclipses, all at one
time, but in some years we have more, in some less?

Per inaequalem motum respectu totius.

Well, I am answered. Tell me who made the world?

I will not.

Sweet Mephistophilis, tell me.

Move me not, for I will not tell thee.

Villain, have I not bound thee to tell me any thing?

I, that is not against our kingdom, but this is.
Think thou on hell, Faustus, for thou art damned.

Think Faustus upon God that made the world.

Remember this. Exit.

Ay, go accursed spirit to ugly hell,
705'Tis thou hast damned distressed Faustus' soul.
Is't not too late?

Enter Good Angel and Evil Angel.

euill A.
Too late.

good A.
Never too late, if Faustus can repent.

euill A.
If thou repent, devils shall tear thee in pieces.

good A.
Repent, and they shall never raze thy skin. Exeunt Angels

Ah, Christ my Savior, seek to save distressed Fau-
stus's soul.

Enter Lucifer, Beelzebub, and Mephistophilis.

715Christ cannot save thy soul, for he is just;
There's none but I have interest in the same.

O, who art thou that look'st so terrible?

I am Lucifer, and this is my companion prince in

O,Faustus! They are come to fetch away thy soul.

We come to tell thee thou dost injure us;
Thou talkst of Christ, contrary to thy promise.
Thou shouldst not think of God: think of the devil,
And of his dame too.

725Nor will I henceforth: pardon me in this,
And Faustus vows never to look to heaven,
Never to name God, or to pray to him,
To burn his scriptures, slay his Ministers,
And make my spirits pull his churches down.

Do so, and we will highly gratify thee.
Faustus, we are come from hell to show thee some pastime.
Sit down, and thou shalt see all the Seven Deadly Sins ap-
pear in their proper shapes.

That sight will be as pleasing unto me as paradise
was to Adam, the first day of his creation.

Talk not of paradise, nor creation, but mark this
show; talk of the devil, and nothing else. Come away.
Enter The Seven Deadly Sins.
Now Faustus, examine them of their several names and

What art thou, the first??

I am Pride. I disdain to have any parents. I am
like to Ovid's flea. I can creep into every corner of a wench,
sometimes like a periwig; I sit upon her brow, or like a fan
of feathers, I kiss her lips. Indeed I do, what do I not?
But fie, what a scent is here? I'll not speak another word,
except the ground were perfumed and covered with cloth of

What art thou, the second?

I am Covetousness, begotten of an old churl, in
an old leather bag, and might I have my wish, I would
desire, that this house, and all the people in it were turned to
gold, that I might lock you up in my good chest. O, my
sweet gold!

What art thou, the third ?

I am Wrath. I had neither father nor mother. I
leapt out of a lion's mouth when I was scarce half an hour
old, and ever since I have run up and down the world
with this case of rapiers wounding my self, when I had no
body to fight withal. I was borne in hell, and look to it, for
some of you shall be my father.

What art thou, the fourth?

I am Envy begotten of a Chimney-sweeper and
an Oyster wife. I cannot read, and therefore wish all books
were burnt. I am lean with seeing others eat. O, that
there would come a famine through all the world, that all
might die, and I live alone; then thou should'st see how fat I
would be. But must thou sit and I stand? Come down with
a vengeance.

Away envious rascal. What art thou, the fifth?

Who, I, sir? I am Gluttony. My parents are all dead,
and the devil a penny they have left me, but a bare pension,
and that is thirty meals a day and ten bevers, a small
trifle to suffice nature. O, I come of a royal parentage! My
grandfather was a gammon of bacon, my grandmother a
hogs head of Claret-wine. My godfathers were these: Pe-
ter Pickle-herring, and Martin Martlemas-beef. O, but
my godmother, she was a jolly gentlewoman, and welbelo-
ved in every good town and City; her name was mistress
Margery March-beer. Now, Faustus, thou hast heard all my
progeny, wilt thou bid me to supper?

No, I'll see thee hanged; thou wilt eat up all my

Then the devil choke thee.

Choke thyself, glutton! What art thou, the sixth?

I am sloth. I was begotten on a sunny bank,
where I have lain ever since, and you have done me great
injury to bring me from thence. Let me be carried thither a-
gain by Gluttony and Lechery. I'll not speak another
word for a king's ransom.

What are you Mistress Minks, the seventh
and last?

Who, I, sir? I am one that loves an inch of raw
Mutton better then an ell of fried stock-fish, and the first
letter of my name begins with lechery.
Away, to hell, to hell. Exeunt the Sins.

Now, Faustus, how dost thou like this?

O, this feeds my soul.

Tut, Faustus, in hell is all manner of delight.

O, might I see hell, and return again, how happy
were I then.

Thou shalt; I will send for thee at midnight. In mean
time take this book, peruse it thoroughly, and thou shalt turn
thyself into what shape thou wilt.

Great thanks, mighty Lucifer. This will I keep as
chary as my life.

Farewell, Faustus, and think on the devil.

Farewell, great Lucifer. Come Mephistophilis.

Exeunt omnes.

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