world admires for majesty, we should think ourselves much behold ing unto you. Faustus Gentlemen, For that I know your friendship is unfeigned, The just request of those that wish him well, Than when Sir Paris crossed the seas with her, Be silent, then, for danger is in words. [Music sounds, and HELEN passeth over the stage. Second Scholar · Too simple is my wit to tell her praise, Whom all the world admires for majesty. No marvel though the angry Greeks pursued Since we have seen the pride of Nature's works, Let us depart; and for this glorious deed Gentlemen, farewell: the same I wish to you. [Exeunt Scholars. Old Man Enter an Old Man. Ah, Doctor Faustus, that I might prevail By which sweet path thou mayst attain the goal Break heart, drop blood, and mingle it with tears, Tears falling from repentant heaviness Of thy most vile and loathsome filthiness, To stench whereof corrupts the inward soul With such flagitious crimes of heinous sin As no commiseration may expel, But mercy, Faustus, of thy Savior sweet, Whose blood alone must wash away thy guilt. Faustus Where art thou, Faustus? wretch, what hast thou done? Damned art thou, Faustus, damned; despair and die! Old Man [MEPHISTOPHILIS gives him a dagger. Ah, stay, good Faustus, stay thy desperate stabs! I see an angel hovers o'er thy head, And, with a vial full of precious grace, Offers to pour the same into thy soul: Then call for mercy, and avoid despair. Faustus Ah, my sweet friend, I feel Thy words to comfort my distressèd soul! I go, sweet Faustus; but with heavy cheer, Faustus Accursed Faustus, where is mercy now? I do repent; and yet I do despair: Hell strives with grace for conquest in my breast: Mephistophilis Thou traitor, Faustus, I arrest thy soul For disobedience to my sovereign lord: Sweet Mephistophilis, entreat thy lord And with my blood again I will confirm Mephistophilis Do it, then, quickly, with unfeigned heart, Torment, sweet friend, that base and crookèd age, His faith is great; I cannot touch his soul; But what I may afflict his body with I will attempt, which is but little worth. Faustus One thing, good servant, let me crave of thee, [Exit. To glut the longing of my heart's desire,- Whose sweet embracings may extinguish clean Those thoughts that do dissuade me from my vow, Mephistophilis — Faustus, this, or what else thou shalt desire, Was this the face that launched a thousand ships, I will be Paris, and for love of thee, Old Man Enter the Old Man. Accursed Faustus, miserable man, That from thy soul exclud'st the grace of heaven, Enter Devils. Satan begins to sift me with his pride: [Kisses her [Exeunt. At your repulse, and laugh your state to scorn! Hence, hell! for hence I fly unto my God. [Exeunt on one side Devils, on the other, Old Man. Enter FAUSTUS, with Scholars. Faustus-Ah, gentlemen! First Scholar · What ails Faustus? Faustus- Ah, my sweet chamber-fellow, had I lived with thee, then had I lived still! but now I die eternally. Look, comes he not? comes he not? Second Scholar · What means Faustus? Third Scholar― Belike he is grown into some sickness by being oversolitary. First Scholar-If it be so, we'll have physicians to cure him. - 'Tis but a surfeit; never fear, man. A surfeit of deadly sin, that hath damned both body Second Scholar-Yet, Faustus, look up to heaven; remember God's mercies are infinite. Faustus - But Faustus' offense can ne'er be pardoned: the serpent that tempted Eve may be saved, but not Faustus. Ah, gentlemen, hear me with patience, and tremble not at my speeches! Though my heart pants and quivers to remember that I have been a student here these thirty years, O, would I had never seen Wertenberg, never read book! and what wonders I have done, all Germany can witness, yea, all the world; for which Faustus hath lost both Germany and the world, yea, heaven itself, heaven, the seat of God, the throne of the blessed, the kingdom of joy; and must remain in hell forever, hell, ah, hell, forever! Sweet friends, what shall become of Faustus, being in hell forever? Third Scholar Yet, Faustus, call on God. Faustus On God, whom Faustus hath abjured! on God, whom Faustus hath blasphemed! Ah, my God, I would weep! but the devil draws in my tears. Gush forth blood, instead of tears! yea, life and soul! O, he stays my tongue! I would lift up my hands; but see, they hold them, they hold them! All-Who, Faustus? Faustus-Lucifer and Mephistophilis. Ah, gentlemen, I gave them my soul for my cunning! All God forbid! Faustus-God forbade it, indeed; but Faustus hath done it. For vain pleasure of twenty-four years hath Faustus lost eternal joy and felicity. I writ them a bill with mine own blood: the date is expired; the time will come, and he will fetch me. First Scholar-Why did not Faustus tell us of this before, that divines might have prayed for thee? Faustus-Oft have I thought to have done so; but the devil threatened to tear me in pieces, if I named God, to fetch both body and soul, if I once gave ear to divinity: and now 'tis too late. Gentlemen, away, lest you perish with me. Second Scholar O, what shall we do to save Faustus? Faustus-Talk not of me, but save yourselves, and depart. Third Scholar-God will strengthen me; I will stay with Faustus. First Scholar-Tempt not God, sweet friend; but let us into the next room, and there pray for him. Faustus-Ay, pray for me, pray for me; and what noise soever ye hear, come not unto me, for nothing can rescue me. Second Scholar-Pray thou, and we will pray that God may have mercy upon thee. Faustus-Gentlemen, farewell: if I live till morning, I'll visit you; if not, Faustus is gone to hell. All-Faustus, farewell. Faustus Ah, Faustus, [Exeunt Scholars. The clock strikes eleven. - Now hast thou but one bare hour to live, A year, a month, a week, a natural day, O lente, lente currite, noctis equi! The stars move still, time runs, the clock will strike, Then will I headlong run into the earth: |