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SCENE VI

MEPHISTOPHILIS is with FAUSTUS in the latter's study. FAUSTUS is still inclined to repine and to curse his folly.

Made music with my Mephistophilis?
Why should I die then or basely despair?
I am resolved: Faustus shall ne'er re-
pent.

FAUST. When I behold the heavens, Come, Mephistophilis, let us dispute

then I repent,

again,

And curse thee, wicked Mephistophilis,
Because thou hast deprived me of those

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joys.

MEPH. Why, Faustus,

Thinkest thou Heaven is such a glorious

thing?

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Are all celestial bodies but one globe, [59
As is the substance of this centric earth?
MEPH. As are the elements, such are
the spheres

I tell thee 'tis not half so fair as thou,
Or any man that breathes on earth.
FAUST. How prov'st thou that?
MEPH. 'Twas made for man, there-

fore is man more excellent.

FAUST. If it were made for man, 'twas
made for me;

I will renounce this magic and repent. [19
Enter GOOD ANGEL and EVIL ANGEL.

G. ANG. Faustus, repent; yet God will
pity thee.

E. ANG. Thou art a spirit; God cannot pity thee.

FAUST. Who buzzeth in mine ears I am
a spirit?

Be I a devil, yet God may pity me;
Ay, God will pity me if I repent.

E. ANG. Ay, but Faustus never shall
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repent.

FAUST. My heart's so hardened I cannot repent.

Searce can I name salvation, faith, or
heaven,

But fearful echoes thunder in mine ears
"Faustus, thou are damned!" Then

swords and knives,

Poison, gun, halters, and envenomed steel
Are laid before me to despatch myself,
And long ere this I should have slain my-
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self,

Mutually folded in each other's orb,
And, Faustus,
All jointly move upon one axletree

Whose terminine is termed the world's

wide pole;

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Had not sweet pleasure conquered deep
despair.
Have not I made blind Homer sing to me
Of Alexander's love and Enon's death?
And hath not he that built the walls of oppositions, aspects, eclipses, all at one

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time, but in some years we have more, in some less?

harp,

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44 Because of their unequal motion in regard to the whole.

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FAUST. Nor 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.

Luc. Do so, and we will highly gratify thee. Faustus, we are come from [160 hell to show thee some pastime. Sit down, and thou shalt see all the Seven Deadly Sins appear in their proper shapes.

FAUST. That sight will be pleasing
unto me,

As Paradise was to Adam the first day
Of his creation.

Luc. Talk not of Paradise nor creation, but mark this show: talk of the Devil, and nothing else. Come away! [170

Enter the SEVEN DEADLY SINS.

Now, Faustus, examine them of their several names and dispositions.

FAUST. What art thou, the first?

PRIDE. 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? [180 But, fie, what a scent is here! I'll not speak another word, except the ground were perfumed, and covered with cloth of arras.

FAUST. What art thou, the second? COVET. I am Covetousness, begotten of an old churl in an old leathern 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 [190 lock you up in my good chest. O, my sweet gold!

FAUST. What art thou, the third? WRATH. 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

45 of and down the world with this case rapiers wounding myself when I had nobody to fight withal. I was born in [200 hell; and look to it, for some of you shall be my father.

FAUST. What art thou, the fourth?

ENVY. 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 [210 see how fat I would be. But must thou sit, and I stand! Come down, with a vengeance!

FAUST. Away, envious rascal!-What art thou, the fifth?

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GLUT. 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 4-a small trifle to suffice nature. O, I come of a royal parentage! [221 My grandfather was a Gammon of Bacon, my grandmother a Hogshead of Claret-wine; my godfathers were these, Peter Pickleherring, and Martin Martlemas-beef. O, but my godmother, she was a jolly gentlewoman, and well beloved 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? [231 FAUST. No, I'll see thee hanged: thou wilt eat up all my victuals.

an ell of fried stockfish; and the first letter of my name begins with Lechery. Luc. Away to hell, to hell!

Now, Faustus,

[250 [Exeunt the SINS.

How dost thou like this?
FAUST.
O, this feeds my soul!
Luc. Tut, Faustus, in hell is all man-
ner of delight.

FAUST. O might I see hell, and return
again.

How happy were I then!

Luc. Thou shalt; I will send for thee at midnight.

[261 In meantime take this book; peruse it thoroughly,

And thou shalt turn thyself into what shape thou wilt.

FAUST. Great thanks, mighty Lucifer! This will I keep as chary as my life. Luc. Farewell, Faustus, and think on

the Devil.

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GLUT. Then the Devil choke thee! FAUST. Choke thyself, glutton!-Who art thou, the sixth?

SLOTH. 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 [240 me be carried thither again by Gluttony and Lechery. I'll not speak another word for a king's ransom.

FAUST. What are you, Mistress Minx,

the seventh and last?

one that

LECH. Who, I, sir? I am loves an inch of raw mutton better than

45 pair.

46 refreshments between meals.

FAUST. Farewell, great Lucifer!

Mephistophilis.

Come,

[Exeunt omnes.

WAGNER appears as a Chorus to intro-
duce the next act.

WAGNER. Learned Faustus,
To know the secrets of astronomy,
Graven in the book of Jove's high firma-

ment,

Did mount himself to scale Olympus' top,
Being seated in a chariot burning bright,
Drawn by the strength of yoky dragons'

necks.

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He now is gone to prove cosmography,
And, as I guess, will first arrive at Rome,
To see the Pope and manner of his court,
And take some part of holy Peter's feast,
That to this day is highly solemnized.
[Exit.

SCENE VII

MEPHISTOPHILIS has flown with FAUSTUS over France and Germany and Italy, and the pair have now arrived in Rome, having landed in the POPE's privy-chamber, where a banquet is set out.

FAUST. Having now, my good Mephistophilis,

Passed with delight the stately town of Just through the midst runs flowing

Trier,

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Tiber's stream,

Environed round with airy mountain-tops, With winding banks that cut it in two With walls of flint, and deep entrenchëd

parts,

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Besides the gates and high pyramidës, Which Julius Cæsar brought from Africa. FAUST. Now by the kingdoms of infernal rule,

Of Styx, of Acheron, and the fiery lake Of ever-burning Phlegethon, I swear That I do long to see the monuments And situation of bright-splendent Rome: Come therefore, let's away.

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MEPH. Nay, Faustus, stay; I know you'd fain see the Pope, And take some part of holy Peter's feast, Where thou shalt see a troop of bald

pate friars,

Whose summum bonum is in belly-cheer. FAUST. Well, I'm content to compass then some sport, [89

And by their folly make us merriment. Then charm me, Mephistophilis, that I May be invisible, to do what I please Unseen of any whilst I stay in Rome. [MEPHISTOPHILIS makes some magic passes.

MEPH. So, Faustus, now Do what thou wilt, thou shalt not be

discerned.

A sennet is sounded. The POPE and the CARDINAL of LORRAIN enter to the banquet, with FRIARS attending.

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POPE. My Lord of Lorrain, wilt please you draw near?

FAUST. Fall to, and the devil choke you an you spare!

POPE. How now! Who's that which spake?-Friars, look about.

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C. OF LOR. My Lord, it may be some ghost newly crept out of purgatory, come to beg a pardon of your Holiness. POPE. It may be so. Friars, prepare a dirge to lay the fury of this ghost. Once again, my lord, fall to.

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[The POPE crosseth himself. FAUST. What, are you crossing of yourself? [131 Well, use that trick no more, I would advise you.

[The POPE crosses himself again. Well, there's the second time. Aware 'he third, I give you fair warning. The POPE crosses himself again, and FAUSTUS hits him a box of the ear; and the POPE, the CARDINAL, and the FRIARS, all run away in affright. [141

Come on, Mephistophilis, what shall we

do?

MEPH. Nay, I know not. We shall be cursed with bell, book, and candle. FAUST. How! bell, book, and candle, -candle, book, and bell, Forward and backward to curse Faustus Anon you shall hear a hog grunt, a calf

to hell!

bleat, and an ass bray, Because it is Saint Peter's holiday.

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Re-enter all the FRIARS to sing the Dirge. 1 FRIAR. Come, brethren, let's about our business with good devotion. [They chant:

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Cursed be he that stole away his Holi-inn-yard.

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