Enter FAUSTUS to conjure Faust. Now that the gloomy shadow of the earth,

Longing to view Orion's drizzling look,
Leaps from th' antarctic world unto the sky,
And dims the welkin with her pitchy breath,
Faustus, begin thine incantations,
And try if devils will obey thy hest,
Seeing thou hast pray'd and sacrific'd to
them.

Within this circle is Jehovah's name,
Forward and backward anagrammatis'd,
Th' abbreviated names of holy saints,
Figures of every adjunct to the heavens,
And characters of signs and erring stars,
By which the spirits are enforc'd to rise:
Then fear not, Faustus, but be resolute,
And try the uttermost magic can perform.
Sint mihi dei Acherontis propitii! Valeat
numen triplex Jehova! Ignei, aerii,
aquatani spiritus, salvete! Orientis
princeps Belzebub, inferni ardentis
monarcha, et Demogorgon, propitiamus
vos ut appareat et surgat Mephis-
tophilis, quod tumeraris: per Jehovam,
Gehennam, et consecratam aquam quam
nunc spargo, signumque crucis quod
nunc facio, et per vota nostra, ipse nunc
surgat nobis dicatus Mephistophilis!

Enter MEPHISTOPHILIS

I charge thee to return, and change thy shape;

Thou art too ugly to attend on me:
Go, and return an old Franciscan friar;
That holy shape becomes a devil best.
[Exit Mephistophilis.
I see there's virtue in my heavenly words:
Who would not be proficient in this art?
How pliant is this Mephistophilis,
Full of obedience and humility!

Such is the force of magic and my spells:
No, Faustus, thou art conjurer laureat,
That canst command great Mephistophilis:
Quin regis Mephistophilis fratris imagine.
Re-enter MEPHISTOPHILIS like a
Franciscan friar

Meph. Now, Faustus, what wouldst thou have me do?

Faust. I charge thee wait upon me whilst I live,

To do whatever Faustus shall command,
Be it to make the moon drop from her
sphere,

Or the ocean to overwhelm the world.
Meph. I am a servant to great Lucifer,

And may not follow thee without his leave: No more than he commands must we perform.

Faust. Did not he charge thee to appear to me?

Meph. No, I came hither of mine own accord.

Faust. Did not my conjuring speeches raise thee? speak.

Meph. That was the cause, but yet per accidens;

For, when we hear one rack the name of God,

Abjure the Scriptures and his Saviour
Christ,

We fly, in hope to get his glorious soul;
Nor will we come, unless he use such means
Whereby he is in danger to be damn'd.
Therefore the shortest cut for conjuring
Is stoutly to abjure the Trinity,

And pray devoutly to the prince of hell.
Faust. So Faustus hath

Already done; and holds this principle,
There is no chief but only Belzebub;
To whom Faustus doth dedicate himself.
This word "damnation" terrifies not him,
For he confounds hell in Elysium:
His ghost be with the old philosophers!
But, leaving these vain trifles of men's souls,
Tell me what is that Lucifer thy lord?
Meph. Arch-regent and commander of all
spirits.

Faust. Was not that Lucifer an angel once? Meph. Yes, Faustus, and most dearly lov'd of God.

Faust. How comes it, then, that he is prince of devils?

Meph. O, by aspiring pride and insolence; For which God threw him from the face of heaven.

Faust. And what are you that live with Lucifer?

Meph. Unhappy spirits that fell with Lucifer,

Conspir'd against our God with Lucifer,
And are for ever damn'd with Lucifer.
Faust. Where are you damn'd?
Meph. In hell.

Faust. How comes it, then, that thou art out of hell?

Meph. Why, this is hell, nor am I out of it. Think'st thou that I, who saw the face of

God,

And tasted the eternal joys of heaven,
Am not tormented with ten thousand hells,
In being depriv'd of everlasting bliss?
O, Faustus, leave these frivolous demands,

Which strike a terror to my fainting soul! Faust. What, is great Mephistophilis so passionate

For being deprived of the joys of heaven? Learn thou of Faustus manly fortitude, And scorn those joys thou never shalt pos

sess.

Go bear these tidings to great Lucifer:
Seeing Faustus hath incurr'd eternal death
By desperate thoughts against Jove's deity,
Say, he surrenders up to him his soul,
So he will spare him four-and-twenty years,
Letting him live in all voluptuousness;
Having thee ever to attend on me,
To give me whatsoever I shall ask,
To tell me whatsoever I demand,

To slay mine enemies, and aid my friends,
And always be obedient to my will.
Go and return to mighty Lucifer,
And meet me in my study at midnight,
And then resolve me of thy master's mind.
Meph. I will, Faustus.

[Exit.

Faust. Had I as many souls as there be stars,

I'd give them all for Mephistophilis.

By him I'll be great emperor of the world, And make a bridge thorough the moving air,

To pass the ocean with a band of men;
I'll join the hills that bind the Afric shore,
And make that country continent to Spain,
And both contributory to my crown:
The Emperor shall not live but by my leave,
Nor any potentate of Germany.
Now that I have obtained what I desir'd,
I'll live in speculation of this art,
Till Mephistophilis return again.

FAUSTUS discovered in his study

Faust. Now, Faustus, must

[Exit.

Thou needs be damn'd, and canst thou not be sav'd:

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 reso-
lute:

Why waver'st thou? O, something soundeth in mine ears,

"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 fix'd the love of Belzebub: To him I'll build an altar and a church,

And offer lukewarm blood of new-born babes.

Enter Good Angel and Evil Angel G. Ang. Sweet Faustus, leave that execrable art.

Faust.

Contrition, prayer, repentance— what of them?

G. Ang. O, they are means to bring thee unto heaven!

E. Ang. Rather illusions, fruits of lunacy, That make men foolish that do trust them most.

G. Ang. Sweet Faustus, think of heaven and heavenly things.

E. Ang. No, Faustus; think of honor and of wealth. [Exeunt Angels.

Faust. 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 tophilis,

more

doubts.-Come, Mephis

And bring glad tidings from great Lucifer;

Is't not midnight?-come, Mephistophilis, Veni, veni Mephistophile!

Enter MEPHISTOPHILIS

Now tell me what says Lucifer, thy lord? Meph. That I shall wait on Faustus whilst he lives,

So he will buy my service with his soul. Faust. Already Faustus hath hazarded that

for thee.

Meph. Then, Faustus, stab thy 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.
Faust. [Stabbing his arm] Lo, Mephis-
tophilis, for love of thee,

I cut mine arm, and with my proper blood
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.
Meph. But, Faustus, thou must
Write it in manner of a deed of gift.
Faust. Ay, so I will [Writes]. But, Mephis-
tophilis,

My blood congeals, and I can write no more.
Meph. I'll fetch thee fire to dissolve it
straight.
[Exit.

Faust. What might the staying of my blood portend?

Is 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
stay'd!

Why shouldst thou not? is not thy soul thine own?

Then write again, Faustus gives to thee his soul.

Re-enter MEPHISTOPHILIS with a chafer of coals

Meph. Here's fire; come, Faustus, set it on. Faust. So, now the blood begins to clear again;

Now will I make an end immediately.

Faust. 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 deceiv'd; here's nothing writ:-

I see it plain; here in this place is writ, Homo, fuge: yet shall not Faustus fly. Meph. I'll fetch him somewhat to delight his mind. [Aside, and then exit. Re-enter MEPHISTOPHILIS with Devils, who give crowns and rich apparel to FAUSTUS, dance, and then depart Faust. Speak, Mephistophilis, what means this show?

Meph. Nothing, Faustus, but to delight thy mind withal,

And to show thee what magic can perform. Faust. But may I raise up spirits when I please?

Meph. Ay, Faustus, and do greater things

than these.

Faust. Then there's enough for a thousand souls.

Here, Mephistophilis, receive this scroll, A deed of gift of body and of soul: But yet conditionally that thou perform All articles prescrib'd between us both. Meph. Faustus, I swear by hell and Lucifer To effect all promises between us made! Faust. Then hear me read them. [Reads] On these conditions following. 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 he desires. Fourthly, that he shall be in his chamber or house invisible. Lastly, that he shall appear to the said John Faustus, at all times, in what form or shape soever he please. I, 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, twenty-four years being expired, the articles above-written inviolate, full power to fetch or carry the said John Faustus, body and soul, flesh, blood, or goods, into their habitation wheresoever. By me, John Faustus.

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

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

Meph. Now, Faustus, ask what thou wilt. Faust. First will I question with thee about hell.

Tell me, where is the place that men call hell?

Meph. Under the heavens.
Faust. Ay, but whereabout?
Meph. Within the bowels of these elements,
Where we are tortur'd and remain for ever:
Hell hath no limits, nor is circumscrib'd
In one self place; for where we are is hell,
And where hell is, there must we ever be:
And, to conclude, when all the world dis-
solves,

And every creature shall be purified,

All places shall be hell that are not heaven.
Faust. Come, I think hell's a fable.
Meph. Ay, think so still, till experience
change thy mind.

Faust. Why, think'st thou, then, that Faustus shall be damn'd?

Meph. Ay, of necessity, for here's the scroll Wherein thou hast given thy soul to Lucifer. Faust. Ay, and body too: but what of that? Think'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.

Meph. But, Faustus, I am an instance to prove the contrary,

For I am damn'd and am now in hell.
Faust. How! now in hell!

Nay, an this be hell, I'll willingly be damn'd here:

What! walking, disputing, etc.

But, leaving off this, let me have a wife,
The fairest maid in Germany;

For I am wanton and lascivious,
And cannot live without a wife.
Meph. How! a wife!

I prithee, Faustus, talk not of a wife.
Faust. Nay, sweet Mephistophilis, fetch
me one, for I will have one.

Meph. Well, thou wilt have one? Sit there till I come: I'll fetch thee a wife in the devil's name. [Exit.

Re-enter MEPHISTOPHILIS with a Devil drest like a Woman, with fireworks

Meph. Tell me, Faustus, how dost thou like thy wife?

Faust. A plague on her!
Meph. Tut, Faustus,

Marriage is but a ceremonial toy;

If thou lovest me, think no 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,
As wise as Saba, or as beautiful
As was bright Lucifer before his fall.
Hold, take this book, peruse it thoroughly:
[Gives book.

The iterating of these lines brings gold;
The framing of this circle on the ground
Brings 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.

Faust. 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.

Meph. [Turns to them. Faust. 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.

Meph. Here they are too.

[Turns to them. Faust. 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. Meph. Here they be.

Faust. O, thou art deceived.
Meph. Tut, I warrant inee.

[Turns to them. Faust. When I behold the heavens, then I

repent,

And curse thee, wicked Mephistophilis, Because thou hast depriv'd me of those joys. Meph. Why, Faustus,

Thinkest thou heaven is such a glorious thing?

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, therefore is
man more excellent.

Faust. If it were made for man, 'twas made for me:

I will renounce this magic and repent.

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 repent. [Exeunt Angels. Faust. My heart's so harden'd, I cannot repent:

Scarce can I name salvation, faith, or heaven,

But fearful echoes thunder in mine ears, "Faustus, thou art damn'd!" then swords,

and knives,

Poison, guns, halters, and envenom'd steel Are laid before me to despatch myself; And long ere this I should have slain myself,

Had not sweet pleasure conquer'd 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
Thebes

With ravishing sound of his melodious harp,
Made music with my Mephistophilis?
Why should I die, then, or basely despair!
I am resolv'd; Faustus shall ne'er repent.-
Come, Mephistophilis, let us dispute again,
And argue of divine astrology.

Tell me, are there many heavens above the moon?

Are all celestial bodies but one globe,

As is the substance of this centric earth? Meph. As are the elements, such are the spheres,

Mutually folded in each other's orb,
And, Faustus,

All jointly move upon one axletree,

Whose terminus is term'd the world's wide pole;

Nor are the names of Saturn, Mars, or
Jupiter

Feign'd, but are erring stars.
Faust. But, tell me, have they all one mo-

tion, both situ et tempore? Meph. All jointly move from east to west in twenty-four hours upon the poles of the world; but differ in their motion upon the poles of the zodiac.

Faust. Tush,

There's none but I have interest in the same. Faust. 0, who art thou that look'st so ter

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 hell to show thee

some pastime: sit down, and thou shalt
see all the Seven Deadly Sins appear in
their proper shapes.