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at Nuremberg, at Strasburg, and at Frankfort, in the night, taking very long credit for his pains. The same happened to the shoemakers, and numerous others among the operatives, who have all so strong a prejudice against this kind of sale of their articles during the night. And, in short, though they were stolen, they were always something excellent and good in their way; while Mephistopheles evaded all informations and pursuits.

For these services his familiar was to receive twenty-five crowns per week, amounting to an annual income of thirteen hundred, with which Mephistopheles was quite content. Doctor Faustus now continued to lead the life of a confirmed epicurean both by day and night, until he lost all notion of heaven and hell, and flattered himself that life and soul would alike perish together. His familiar had long been persuading him to enter into a demoniacal association, previous to naturalizing himself in the infernal state; to which his master, heedless of everything but good cheer, and conceiving the whole little more than an idle imagination, or mere fudge, at length consented, and said, “Let my name be entered in your books, friend Mephistopheles, come what will, as soon as you please.” Mephistopheles next advised him to think of adding to his establishment by taking to himself a wife. “Stop,” cried Faustus, laughing," that is a more serious consideration, friend; it will require some more discussion.” And the demon joined heartily in his laugh.

Scarcely, however, had he adopted his first proposal and finished these words, when a violent storm of wind shook the house, as if everything was about to fall topsy-turvy. The doors and windows sprang ajar, and there was so strong a smell of sulphur that any one would have thought the whole house was on fire. Doctor Faustus attempted to run downstairs, but found himself seized by a strong arm, and pushed back into the room with so much violence that he could move neither hand nor foot. A blaze of fire encircled him on all sides, as if ready to consume him, and he cried out for Mephistopheles with all his might, to assist, to save, and to obey him. Upon this the devil himself appeared, but in such grisly and savage forms as quite terrified the Doctor. “What is the meaning of all this,” exclaimed Satan, • howling like a dog? what think you now?” The Doctor, aware that he must have in some way infringed upon his compact with Mephistopheles, very humbly entreated the devil's pardon, to which the Prince of Darkness briefly replied, " Then see you better to it, and stick to your promise, I advise you !” and with this he disappeared.

Mephistopheles now attended his master and said, “ As long, sir, as you continue true to your engagements, you may always rely upon my anticipating your wishes, in everything most agreeable; and in proof of this, you shall every evening be presented with a lady of such surprising beauty, as not to be exceeded by anything you have ever seen in this city. Cast your eye on all sides, choose where and whom you will, and the same shall be sure to attend upon your pleasure.” This proposal consoled and pleased Doctor Faustus exceedingly, and hegreatly regretted that he had so long continued in his single and unsociable state. Henceforward his head was full of nothing but beautiful women both day and night, insomuch that the devil had no further trouble in keeping him to his promise (for the Doctor had just before been plotting to save himself by retiring to a monastery and leading a chaste single life, which had so greatly enraged the devil), whereas he now considered the whole of his previous life, unenlivened by the charms of female society, as little better than lost. One favorite succeeded to another; he never dreamed of one and the same during four and twenty hours, and the devil triumphed in the success of his plan.



(CHRISTOPHER MARLOWE, English dramatist and predecessor of Shakespeare, was the son of a shoemaker of Canterbury, where he was born 1563 or 1564. Having completed his studies in Cambridge, he settled in London and attached himself as dramatist to the “Lord Admiral's Company.” Of his subsequent career there is no definite information, but he is said to have led a dissipated life, and was killed by a serving man in a tavern brawl at Deptford (May, 1593). His principal dramatic works are: “Tamburlaine,” “Dr. Faustus,' “The Jew of Malta," and “Edward II." There are indications that he assisted in writing some of the earlier Shakespearian plays, particularly “Henry VI.” Included in his poetical works are the unfinished “ Hero and Leander" (completed by George Chapman), and the popular ditty, “Come, live with me and be my love,” frequently quoted and imitated by later writers. ]

Scene: Faustus discovered in his Study. Faustus — Now, Faustus, must thou needs be damned:

And canst thou not be saved ?

What boots it, then, to think of God or heaven?
Away with such vain fancies, and despair;
Despair in God, and trust in Belzebub:
Now go not backward ; no, Faustus, be resolute :
Why waver'st thou? O, something soundeth in mino oari,
“ Abjure this magic, turn to God again!”
Ay, 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 Belzebub:
To him I'll build an altar and a church,
And offer lukewarm blood of newborn babes.

Enter Good Angel and Evil Angel. Good Angel

Sweet Faustus, leave that execrable art. Faustus

Contrition, prayer, repentance - what of them ? Good Angel

O, they are means to bring thee unto heaven! Evil Angel

Rather illusions, fruits of lunacy,

That make men foolish that do trust them most.
Good Angel

Sweet Faustus, think of heaven and heavenly things.
Evil Angel
No, Faustus; think of honor and of wealth.

[Exeunt Angels. Faustus

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


Now tell me what sayeth Lucifer, thy lord ? Mephistophilis

That I shall wait on Faustus whilst he lives,

So he will buy my service with his soul. Faustus

Already Faustus bath hazarded that or thee.


But, Faustus, thou must bequeath it solomnly,
And write a deed of gift with thine own blood;
For that security craves great Lucifer.

If thou deny it, I will back to hell.
Faustus -

Stay, Mephistophilis, and tell me, what good

Will my soul do thy lord ? Mephistophilis

Enlarge his kingdon. Faustus

Is that the reason why he tempts us thus ? Mephistophilis

Solamen miseris socios habuisse doloris. Faustus

Why, have you any pain that torture others ?

As great as have the human souls of men.
But, tell me, Faustus, shall I have thy soul ?
And I will be thy slave, and wait on thee,

And give thee more than thou hast wit to ask.
Faustus -

Ay, Mephistophilis, I give it thee.
Mephistophilis -

Then, Faustus, stab thine arm courageously,
And bind thy soul, that at some certain day
Great Lucifer may claim it as his own;

And then be thou as great as Lucifer.
Faustus (stabbing his arm]-

Lo, Mephistophilis, for love of thee,
I cut mine arm, and with my proper

Assure 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 deed of gift. Faustus

Ay, so I will. [Writes.] But, Mephistophilis,

My blood congeals, and I can write no more. Mephistophilis

I'll fetch thee fire to dissolve it straight.

What might the staying of my blood portend?
Is it unwilling I should write this bill?

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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.

Reënter 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.

[Writes. Mephistophilis — 0, what will not I do to obtain his soul ?

[Aside. Faustus

Consummatum 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.
My senses are deceived, here's nothing writ; -
I see it plain; here in this place is writ,

Homo fuge: yet shall not Faustus fly.
Mephistophilis -
I'll fetch him somewhat to delight his mind.

[Aside, and then exit.


I think my master means to die shortly,
For he hath given to me all his goods :
And yet, methinks, if that death were near,
He would not banquet, and carouse, and swill
Amongst the students, as even now he doth,
Who are at supper with such bellycheer
As Wagner ne'er beheld in all his life.
See, where they come! belike the feast is ended. [Exit.

Enter Faustus with two or three Scholars, and MEPHISTOPHILIS.

First Scholar — Master Doctor Faustus, since our conference about fair ladies, which was the beautifulest in all the world, we have determined with ourselves that Helen of Greece was the admirablest lady that ever lived; therefore, Master Doctor, if you will do us that favor, as to let us see that peerless dame of Greece, whom all the

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