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despair； think only upon hell； For that must be thy mansion； there to dwell。
FAUSTUS。 O thou bewitching fiend； 'twas thy temptation Hath robb'd
me of eternal happiness！
MEPHIST。 I do confess it； Faustus； and rejoice： 'Twas I that； when
thou wert i'the way to heaven； Damm'd up thy passage； when thou took'st
the book To view the Scriptures； then I turn'd the leaves； And led thine
eye。 What； weep'st thou？ 'tis too late； despair！ Farewell： Fools that
will laugh on earth must weep in hell。 ＇Exit。＇
Enter GOOD ANGEL and EVIL ANGEL at several doors。
GOOD ANGEL。 0 Faustus； if thou hadst given ear to me； Innumerable
joys had follow'd thee！ But thou didst love the world。
EVIL ANGEL。 Gave ear to me； And now must taste hell…pains
perpetually。
GOOD ANGEL。 O； what will all thy riches； pleasures； pomps； Avail
thee now？
EVIL ANGEL。 Nothing； but vex thee more； To want in hell； that had
on earth such store。
GOOD ANGEL。 0； thou hast lost celestial happiness； Pleasures
unspeakable； bliss without end Hadst thou affected sweet divinity； Hell or
the devil had had no power on thee： Hadst thou kept on that way； Faustus；
behold； ＇Music； while a throne descends。＇ In what resplendent glory thou
hadst sit In yonder throne； like those bright…shining saints； And
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THE TRAGICAL HISTORY OF DOCTOR FAUSTUS BY CHRISTOPHER MARLOWE
FROM THE QUARTO OF 1616。
triumph'd over hell！ That hast thou lost； And now； poor soul； must thy
good angel leave thee： The jaws of hell are open to receive thee。
＇Exit。 The throne ascends。＇
EVIL ANGEL。 Now； Faustus； let thine eyes with horror stare ＇Hell is
discovered。＇ Into that vast perpetual torture…house： There are the Furies
tossing damned souls On burning forks； there bodies boil in lead；
There are live quarters broiling on the coals； That ne'er can die； this ever…
burning chair Is for o'er…tortur'd souls to rest them in； These that are fed
with sops of flaming fire； Were gluttons； and lov'd only delicates； And
laugh'd to see the poor starve at their gates： But yet all these are nothing；
thou shalt see Ten thousand tortures that more horrid be。
FAUSTUS。 O； I have seen enough to torture me！
EVIL ANGEL。 Nay； thou must feel them； taste the smart of all： He that
loves pleasure must for pleasure fall： And so I leave thee； Faustus； till
anon； Then wilt thou tumble in confusion。 ＇Exit。 Hell disappears。The
clock strikes eleven。＇
FAUSTUS。 O Faustus； Now hast thou but one bare hour to live； And
then thou must be damn'd perpetually！ Stand still； you ever…moving
spheres of heaven； That time may cease； and midnight never come； Fair
Nature's eye； rise； rise again； and make Perpetual day； or let this hour be
but A year； a month； a week； a natural day； That Faustus may repent and
save his soul！ O lente； lente currite； noctis equi！ The stars move still； time
runs； the clock will strike； The devil will come； and Faustus must be
damn'd。 O； I'll leap up to heaven！Who pulls me down？ See； where
Christ's blood streams in the firmament！ One drop of blood will
save me： O my Christ！ Rend not my heart for naming of my Christ； Yet
will I call on him： O； spare me； Lucifer！ Where is it now？ 'tis gone：
And； see； a threatening arm； an angry brow！ Mountains and hills；
come； come； and fall on me； And hide me from the heavy wrath of heaven！
No！ Then will I headlong run into the earth： Gape； earth！ O； no； it will
not harbour me！ You stars that reign'd at my nativity； Whose influence
hath allotted death and hell； Now draw up Faustus； like a foggy mist；
Into the entrails of yon labouring cloud＇s＇； That； when you
vomit forth into the air； My limbs may issue from your smoky mouths；
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FROM THE QUARTO OF 1616。
But let my soul mount and ascend to heaven！ ＇The clock strikes the half…
hour。＇ O； half the hour is past！ 'twill all be past anon。 O； if my soul
must suffer for my sin； Impose some end to my incessant pain； Let Faustus
live in hell a thousand years； A hundred thousand； and at last be
sav'd！ No end is limited to damned souls。 Why wert thou not a creature
wanting soul？ Or why is this immortal that thou hast？ O； Pythagoras'
metempsychosis； were that true； This soul should fly from me； and I be
chang'd Into some brutish beast！ all beasts are happy； For； when they die；
Their souls are soon dissolv'd in elements； But mine must live still to be
plagu'd in hell。 Curs'd be the parents that engender'd me！ No； Faustus；
curse thyself； curse Lucifer That hath depriv'd thee of the joys of heaven。
＇The clock strikes twelve。＇ It strikes； it strikes！ Now； body； turn to air； Or
Lucifer will bear thee quick to hell！ O soul； be chang'd into small water…
drops； And fall into the ocean； ne'er be found！
Thunder。 Enter DEVILS。
O； mercy； heaven！ look not so fierce on me！ Adders and serpents； let
me breathe a while！ Ugly hell； gape not！ come not； Lucifer！ I'll burn my
books！O Mephistophilis！ ＇Exeunt DEVILS with FAUSTUS。＇
Enter SCHOLARS。
FIRST SCHOLAR。 Come； gentlemen； let us go visit Faustus； For such
a dreadful night was never seen； Since first the world's creation did begin；
Such fearful shrieks and cries were never heard： Pray heaven the doctor
have escap'd the danger。
SECOND SCHOLAR。 O； help us； heaven！ see； here are
Faustus' limbs； All torn asunder by the hand of death！
THIRD SCHOLAR。 The devils whom Faustus serv'd have torn
him thus； For； twixt the hours of twelve and one； methought； I heard him
shriek and call aloud for help； At which self time the house seem'd
all on fire With dreadful horror of these damned fiends。
SECOND SCHOLAR。 Well； gentlemen； though Faustus' end be such
As every Christian heart laments to think on； Yet； for he was a scholar
once admir'd For wondrous knowledge in our German schools； We'll give
his mangled limbs due burial； And all the students； cloth'd in mourning
black； Shall wait upon his heavy funeral。 ＇Exeunt。＇