       <T TITLE>@THE TRAGICAL @HISTORY 
              OF @DOCTOR @FAUSTUS.
                   
            <T SDD>%@ENTER @CHORUS.%

<T VERSE>@NOT MARCHING NOW IN FIELDS OF @THRASIMENE,
@WHERE @MARS DID MATE THE @CARTHAGINIANS,
@NOR SPORTING IN THE DALLIANCE OF LOVE,
@IN COURTS OF @KINGS WHERE STATE IS OVERTURND,
@NOR IN THE POMPE OF PROUD AUDACIOUS DEEDES,
@INTENDS OUR @MUSE TO DAUNT HIS HEAVENLY VERSE:
@ONLY THIS (@GENTLEMEN) WE MUST PERFORME,
@THE FORM OF @FAUSTUS' FORTUNES GOOD OR BAD.
@TO PATIENT JUDGEMENTS WE APPEALE OUR PLAUDE,
@AND SPEAKE FOR @FAUSTUS IN HIS INFANCIE:
@NOW IS HE BORNE HIS PARENTS BASE OF STOCKE,
@IN @GERMANY, WITHIN A TOWNE CALLED @RHODES:
@OF RIPER YEARES TO @WERTENBERG HE WENT,
@WHEREAS HIS KINSMEN CHIEFLY BROUGHT HIM UP,
@SO SOONE HEE PROFITES IN @DIVINITY,
@THE FRUITFUL PLOT OF @SCHOLARISM GRAC'T,
@THAT SHORTLY HE WAS GRAC'T WITH @DOCTOR'S NAME,
@EXCELLING ALL, WHOSE SWEETE DELIGHT DISPUTES
@IN HEAVENLY MATTERS OF @THEOLOGIE,
@TILL SWOLNE WITH CUNNING OF A SELFE-CONCEIT,
@HIS WAXEN WINGS DID MOUNT ABOVE HIS REACH,
@AND MELTING HEAVENS CONSPIRDE HIS OVERTHROW.
@FOR FALLING TO A DEVILISH EXERCISE,
@AND GLUTTED NOW WITH LEARNINGS GOLDEN GIFTS,
@HE SURFFETS UPON CURSED @NECROMANCY.
@NOTHING SO SWEETE AS MAGICKE IS TO HIM
@WHICH HE PREFERRES BEFORE HIS CHIEFEST BLISSE,
@AND THIS THE MAN THAT IN HIS STUDY SITS.          <T SDE>%EXIT.%
              <T SDD>%@ENTER @FAUSTUS IN HIS STUDY.%
  <T VERSE><S @FAUSTUS.>  @SETTLE THY STUDIES @FAUSTUS, AND BEGINNE
@TO SOUND THE DEAPTH OF THAT THOU WILT PROFESSE:
@HAVING COMMENCDE, BE A @DIVINE IN SHOW
@YET LEVELL AT THE END OF EVERY @ART
@AND LIVE AND DIE IN @ARISTOTLE'S WORKES:
@SWEET ANULATIKES, 'TIS THOU HAST RAVISHT ME,
%@BENE DIFFERERE EST FINIS LOGICIS.%
@IS TO DISPUTE WELL, LOGICKES CHIEFEST END
@AFFORDS THIS @ART NO GREATER MIRACLE?
@THEN READE NO MORE, THOU HAST ATTAIND THE END:
@A GREATER SUBIED FITTETH @FAUSTUS' WIT,
@BID @ONCAYMAEON FAREWELL, @GALEN COME:
@SEEING, %UBI DESINIT PHILOSOPHUS, IBI INCIPIT MEDICUS.%
@BE A PHYSITION, @FAUSTUS, HEAPE UP GOLDE,
@AND BE ETERNIZDE FOR SOME WONDROUS CURE,
%@SUMMUM BONUM MEDICINAE SANITAS.%
@THE END OF PHYSICKE IS OUR BODIES HEALTH:
@WHY, @FAUSTUS, HAST THOU NOT ATTAIND THAT END?
@IS NOT THY COMMON TALK SOUND @APHORISMS?
@ARE NOT THY BILLES HUNG UP AS MONUMENTS,
@WHEREBY WHOLE @CITTIES HAVE ESCAPT THE PLAGUE,
@AND THOUSAND DESPRATE MALADIES BEENE EASDE?
@YET ART THOU STILL BUT @FAUSTUS, AND A MAN.
@WOULDST THOU MAKE MAN TO LIVE ETERNALLY?
@OR BEING DEAD, RAISE THEM TO LIFE AGAINE?
@THEN THIS PROFESSION WERE TO BE ESTEEMD.
@PHYSICKE FAREWELL, WHERE IS JUSTINIAN?
%@SI UNA EADEMQUE RES LEGATUR DUOBUS,%
%@ALTER REM, ALTER VALOREM REI, ETC.%
@A PRETTY CASE OF PALTRY LEGACIES:
%@EXHEREDITARI FILIUM NON POTEST PATER NISI...%
@SUCH IS THE SUBJECT OF THE INSTITUTE
@AND UNIVERSALL BODY OF THE @CHURCH.
@HIS STUDY FITTES A MERCENARY DRUDGE,
@WHO AIMES AT NOTHING BUT EXTERNALL TRASH,
@THE DEVILL AND ILLIBERAL FOR ME.
@WHEN ALL IS DONE, @DIVINITIE IS BEST.
@JEROME'S BIBLE, @FAUSTUS, VIEW IT WELL.
%@STIPENDIUM PECCATI MORS EST.  HA, @STIPENDIUM, ETC.%
@THE REWARD OF SINNE IS DEATH:  THAIS HARD.
%@SI PECCASSE NEGAMUS, FALLIMUR, ET NULLA EST IN NOBIS VERITAS.%
@IF WE SAY THAT WE HAVE NO SINNE,
@WE DECEIVE OUR SELVES, AND THERES NO TRUTH IN US.
@WHY THEN BELIKE WE MUST SINNE,
@WE MUST SIN, AND SO CONSEQUENTLY DIE.
@I, WE MUST DIE AN EVERLASTING DEATH,
@WHAT DOCTRINE CALL YOU THIS, %@CHE SERA, SERA,%
@WHAT WILL BE, SHALL BE?  @DIVINITIE, ADIEU,
@THESE @METAPHYIFTCKES OF @MAGICIANS,
@AND @NECROMANTIC BOOKES ARE HEAVENLY
@LINES, CIRCLES, SCENES, LETTERS AND CHARACTERS:
@I, THESE ARE THOSE THAT @FAUSTUS MOST DESIRES.
@O, WHAT A WORLD OF PROFIT AND DELIGHT,
@OF POWER, OF HONOR, OF OMNIPOTENCE
@IS PROMISED TO THE STUDIOUS @ARTISAN?
@ALL THINGS THAT MOOVE BETWEENE THE QUIET POLES,
@SHALBE AT MY @COMMAUND.  @EMPERORS AND @KINGS,
@ARE BUT OBEYD IN THEIR SEVERALL PROVINCES:
@NOR CAN THEY RAISE THE WINDE, OR REND THE CLOUDES:
@BUT HIS DOMINION THAT EXCEEDES IN THIS,
@STRETCHETH AS FARRE AS DOTH THE MINDE OF MAN.
@A SOUND @MAGICIAN IS A MIGHTY GOD.
@HEERE @FAUSTUS TRIE THY BRAINS TO GAINE A DEITIE.
                                <T SDD>%ENTER WAGNER.%
<T VERSE>@WAGNER, COMMEND ME TO MY DEAREST FRIENDS,
@THE @GERMAINE @VALDES, AND @CORNELIUS,
@REQUEST THEM EARNESTLY TO VISITE ME.
  <S @WAG.>  @I WILL, SIR.              <T SDE>%EXIT.%
  <T VERSE><S @FAU.>  @THEIR CONFERENCE WILL BE A GREATER HELP TO ME,
@THAN ALL MY LABOURS, PLODDE @I NERE SO FAST.

          <T SDD>%@ENTER THE GOOD @ANGELL AND THE EVIL @ANGELL.%
  <T VERSE><S @GOOD-@A.>  @O, @FAUSTUS, LAY THAT DAMNED BOOKE ASIDE,
@AND GAZE NOT ON IT, LEST IT TEMPT THY SOULE,
@AND HEAPE GOD'S HEAVY WRATH UPON THY HEAD,
@READE, READE THE SCRIPTURES, THAT IS BLASPHEMY.
  <S @EVILL-@AN.>  @GO FORWARD @FAUSTUS, IN THAT FAMOUS ART,
@WHEREIN ALL NATURES TREASURY IS CONTAIND:
@BE THOU ON EARTH AS JOVE IS IN THE SKIE,
@LORD AND COMMAUNDER OF THESE ELEMENTS.                       <T SDE>%@EXEUNT.%
  <T VERSE><S @FAU.>  @HOW AM @I GLUTTED WITH CONCEIT OF THIS?
@SHALL @I MAKE SPIRITS FETCH ME WHAT @I PLEASE,
@RESOLVE ME OF ALL AMBIGUITIES,
@PERFORME WHAT DESPERATE ENTERPRISE @I WILL?
@ILE HAVE THEM FLYE TO INDIA FOR GOLD,
@RANSACKE THE OCEAN FOR ORIENT PEARLE,
@AND SEARCH ALL CORNERS OF THE NEW-FOUND WORLD
@FOR PLEASANT FRUITES AND PRINCELY DELICATES:
@ILE HAVE THEM READ ME STRAUNGE PHILOSOPHIE,
@AND TELL THE SECRETS OF ALL FOREIGNE KINGS,
@ILE HAVE THEM WALL ALL @GERMANY WITH BRASSE,
@AND MAKE SWIFT @RHINE CIRCLE FAIRE @WERTENBERGE,
@ILE HAVE THEM FILL THE PUBLIKE SCHOOLS WITH SKILL.
@WHEREWITH THE STUDENTS SHALBE BRAVELY CLAD:
@ILE LEVY SOULDIERS WITH THE COYNE THEY BRING,
@AND CHASE THE @PRINCE OF @PARMA FROM OUR LAND,
@AND REIGNE SOLE KING OF ALL OUR PROVINCES:
@YEA STRANGER ENGINES FOR THE BRUNT OF WARRE,
@THAN WAS THE FIERY KEELE AT @ANTWERP'S BRIDGE,
@ILE MAKE MY SERVILE SPIRITS TO INVENT:
@COME @GERMAINE @VALDES AND @CORNELIUS,
@AND MAKE ME BLEST WITH YOUR SAGE CONFERENCE,
@VALDES, SWEETE @VALDES, AND @CORNELIUS,

                <T SDD>%@ENTER @VALDES AND @CORNELIUS.%

<T VERSE>@KNOW THAT YOUR WORDS HAVE WON ME AT THE LAST,
@TO PRACTICE @MAGICKE AND CONCEALED ARTS:
@YET NOT YOUR WORDS ONELY, BUT MINE OWNE FANTASIE,
@THAT WILL RECEIVE NO OBJECT FOR MY HEAD,
@BUT RUMINATES ON @NEGROMANTIQUE SKILL,
@PHILOSOPHY IS ODIOUS AND OBSCURE,
@BOTH LAW AND @PHYSICKE ARE FOR PETTIE WITE,
@DIVINITIE IS BASEST OF THE THREE,
@UNPLEASANT, HARSH, CONTEMPTIBLE AND VILDE,
@TIS @MAGICKE, @MAGICKE, THAT HATH RAVISHT MEE,
@THEN GENTLE FRIENDS AYDE ME IN THIS ATTEMPT,
@AND @I, THAT HAVE WITH @CONSISSYLOGISMIS
@GRAVELD THE @PASTORS OF THE @GERMAINE @CHURCH,
@AND MADE THE FLOWERING PRIDE OF @WERTENBERGE
@SWARME TO MY @PROBLEMES AS THE INFERNALL SPIRITS
@ON SWEET @MUSAEUS WHEN HE CAME TO HELL,
@WILL BE AS CUNNING AS @AGRIPPA WAS,
@WHOSE SHADOWES MADE ALL @EUROPE HONOR HIM.
  <S @VALD.>  @FAUSTUS, THESE BOOKES, THY WIT AND OUR EXPERIENCE
@SHALL MAKE ALL NATIONS TO CANONIZE US,
@AS @INDIAN @MOORES OBEY THEIR @SPANISH @LORDS,
@SO SHALL THE SUBJECTS OF EVERY ELEMENT
@BE ALWAIES SERVICEABLE TO US THREE,
@LIKE LYONS SHALL THEY GUARD US WHEN WE PLEASE,
@LIKE @ALMAINE RUTTERS WITH THEIR HORSEMEN'S STAVES,
@OR @LAPLAND @GIANTS TROTTING BY OUR SIDES,
@SOMETIMES LIKE WOMEN OR UNWEDDED MAIDES,
@SHADOWING MORE BEAUTIE IN THEIR AYRIE BROWES,
@THEN HAVE THE WHITE BREASTS OF THE QUEEN OF @LOVE:
@FROM @VENICE SHALL THEY DREGGE HUGE @ARGOCES,
@AND FROM @AMERICA THE GOLDEN FLEECE,
@THAT YEARELY STUFFES OLDE @PHILIP'S TREASURY,
@IF LEARNED @FAUSTUS WILL BE RESOLUTE.
  <S @FAU.>  @VALDES AS RESOLUTE AM @I IN THIS
@AS THOU TO LIVE, THEREFORE OBJECT IT NOT.
  <S @CORN.>  @THE MYRACLES THAT @MAGIC WILL PERFORME,
@WILL MAKE THEE VOW TO STUDIE NOTHING ELSE,
@HE THAT IS GROUNDED IN ASTROLOGIE,
@ENRICHED WITH TONGUES, WELL SEENE IN MINERALS,
@HATH ALL THE PRINCIPLES @MAGICKE DOTH REQUIRE,
@THEN DOUBT NOT (@FAUSTUS) BUT TO BE RENOWNED,
@AND MORE FREQUENTED FOR THIS MYSTERY,
@THEN HERE TO BE THE @DOPHIAN @DRACLE.
@THE SPIRITS TELL ME THEY CAN DRIE THE SEA,
@AND FETCH THE TREASURE OF ALL FOREIGN WRACKES,
@I, ALL THE WEALTH THAT OUR FOREFATHERS HID
@WITHIN THE MASSIE ENTRAILS OF THE EARTH.
@THEN TELL ME, @FAUSTUS, WHAT SHALL WE THREE WANT?
  <S @FAU.>  @NOTHING, @CORNELIUS.  @O, THIS CHEARES MY SOULE,
@COME SHOWE ME SOME DEMONSTRATIONS MAGICALL,
@THAT @I MAY CONJURE IN SOME LUSTIE GROVE,
@AND HAVE THESE JOYES IN FULL POSSESSION.
  <S @VALD.>  @THEN HASTE THEE TO SOME SOLITARY GROVE,
@AND BEAR WISE @BACON'S AND @ALBANUS' WORKES,
@THE @HEBREW @PSALTER, AND NEW @TESTAMENT,
@AND WHATSOEVER ELSE IS REQUISIT
@WE WILL INFORM THEE ERE OUR CONFERENCE CEASE.
  <S @COR.>  @VALDES, FIRST LET HIM KNOWN THE WORDS OF ART,
@AND THEN, ALL OTHER CEREMONIES LEARND,
@FAUSTUS MAY TRIE HIS CUNNING BY HIMSELFE.
  <S @VAL.>  @FIRST @ILE INSTRUCT THEE IN THE RUDIMENTS,
@AND THEN WILT THOU BE PERFECTER THAN @I.
  <S @FAUS.>  @THEN COME AND DYNE WITH ME, AND AFTER MEATE
@WEELE CANVAS EVERY QUIDDITIE THEREOF:
@FOR ERE @I SLEEPE @ILE TRIE WHAT @I CAN DO,
@THIS NIGHT @ILE CONJURE THOUGH @I DIE THEREFORE.
                                                   <T SDE>%@EXEUNT.%
                  <T SDD>%@ENTER TWO @SCHOLLERS.%
  <T PROSE><S 1.@SCH.>  @I WONDER WHAT'S BECOME OF @FAUSTUS, THAT WAS
@WONT TO MAKE OUR SCHOOLES RING WITH %SIC PROBO.%
  <S 2.@SCH.>  @THAT SHALL WE KNOW, FOR SEE HERE COMES HIS BOY.
                           <T SDD>%@ENTER @WAGNER.%
  <T PROSE><S 1.@SCH.>  @HOW NOW, SIRRA, WHERE'S THY MAISTER?
  <S @WAG.>  @GOD IN HEAVEN KNOWS.
  <S 2.>  @WHY, DOST NOT THOU KNOW?
  <S @WAG.>  @YES, @I KNOW, BUT THAT FOLLOWES NOT.
  <S 1.>  @GO TO, SIRRAH]  LEAVE YOUR JESTING, AND TELL US WHERE 
HEE IS.
  <S @WAG.>  @THAT FOLLOWS NOT NECESSARY BY FORCE OF ARGUMENT,
THAT YOU BEING LICENTIATE SHOULD STAND UPON'T, THEREFORE AC-
KNOWLEDGE YOUR ERROR AND BE ATTENTIVE.
  <S 2.>  @WHY, DIDST THOU NOT SAY THOU KNEWST?
  <S @WAG.> @HAVE YOU ANY WITNESSE ON'T?
  <S 1.>  @YES, SIRRA, @I HEARD YOU.
  <S @WAG.>  @ASKE MY FELLOW IF @I BE A THIEFE.
  <S 2.> @WELL, YOU WILL NOT TELL US.
  <S @WAG.> @YES SIR, @I WILL TELL YOU, YET IF YOU WERE NOT DUNCES
YOU WOULD NEVER ASK ME SUCH A QUESTION, FOR IS NOT HE COR-
PUS NATURALE, AND IS NOT THAT MOBILE?  THEN WHEREFORE SHOULD
YOU ASKE ME SUCH A QUESTION: BUT THAT @I AM BY NATURE FLEG-
MATICKE, SLOWE TO WRATH, AND PRONE TO LEACHERY, (TO LOVE I
WOULD SAY), IT WERE NOT FOR YOU TO COME WITHIN FORTIE FOOTE OF 
THE PLACE OF EXECUTION, ALTHOUGH @I DO NOT DOUBT TO SEE YOU
BOTH HANG'D THE NEXT @SESSIONS. @THUS HAVING TRIUMPHT OVER 
YOU, @I WILL SET MY COUNTENANCE LIKE A PRECISIAN, AND BEGIN TO
SPEAKE THUS: TRULY, MY DEARE BRETHREN, MY MAISTER IS WITHIN
AT DINNER WITH @VALDES AND @CORNELIUS, AS THIS WINE, IF IT COULD 
SPEAKE, IT WOULD ENFORME YOUR WORSHIPS, AND SO, THE @LORD 
BLESSE YOU, PRESERVE YOU, AND KEEPE YOU, MY DEARE BRETHREN, 
MY DEARE BRETHREN.   
                                                                    <T SDE>%EXIT.%
  <T PROSE><S 1.>  @NAY, THEN @I FEARE HE IS FALNE INTO THAT DAMNED ART, FOR
WHICH THEY TWO ARE INFAMOUS THROUGH THE WORLD.
  <S 2.>  @WERE HE A STRANGER, AND NOT ALIED TO ME, YET SHOULD
@I GRIEVE FOR HIM:  BUT COME LET US GO AND INFORM THE @RECTOR, 
AND SEE IF HE BY HIS GRAVE COUNSEL CAN RECLAIME HIM.
  <S 1.>  @O, BUT @I FEARE ME NOTHING CAN RECLAIME HIM.
  <S 2.>  @YET LET US TRIE WHAT WE CAN DO.     
                                                     <T SDE>%@EXEUNT.%
                      <T SDD>%@ENTER @FAUSTUS TO CONJURE.%
  <T VERSE><S @FAU.>  @NOW THAT THE GLOOMY SHADOW OF THE EARTH,
@LONGING TO VIEW @ORION'S DRIZZLING LOOKE,
@LEAPES FROM TH'ANTARTICKE WORLD UNTO THE SKIE,
@AND DIMMES THE WELKIN WITH HER PITCHY BREATH,
@FAUSTUS, BEGIN THINE INCANTATIONS,
@AND TRIE IF DIVELS WILL OBEY THY HEST,
@SEEING THOU HAST PRAYDE AND SACRIFICED TO THEM.
@WITHIN THIS CIRCLE IS JEHOVAH'S NAME,
@FORWARD AND BACKWARD, AGRAMITHIST,
@THE BREVIATED NAMES OF HOLY @SAINTS,
@FIGURES OF EVERY ADJUNCT TO THE HEAVENS,
@AND CHARACTERS OF SIGNES AND ERRING STARRES.
@BY WHICH THE SPIRITS ARE INFORCST TO RISE,
@THEN FEARE NOT, @FAUSTUS, BUT BE RESOLUTE,
@AND TRIE THE UTTERMOST @MAGICKE CAN PERFORME.
%@SINT MIHI DEI ACHERONTIS PROPITII, VALEAT NUMEN TRIPLEX @IEHOUSE, IGNEI,%
%AE|RY, AUQUATANI SPIRITUS SALUETE, ORIENTIS PRINCEPS @BELSIBEB, INFERNI% 
%ARDENTIS MONARCHA ET DEMIGORGON, PROPITIAMUS VOS, UT APPAREAT ET% 
%SURGAT @MEPHASTOPHILIS,  QUOD TUMERARIS,  PER JEHOVAM GEHENNAM ET%
%CONSECRATAM AQUAM QUAM NUNC SPARGO, SIGNUMQUE CRUCIS QUODNUNC%
%FACIO, ET PER VOTA NOSTRA IPSE NUNC SURGAT NOBIS DICATUS @MEPHASTO-%
%PHILIS.%
                          <T SDD>%@ENTER A @DIVELL.%
<T VERSE>@I CHARGE THEE TO RETURNE AND CHAUNGE THY SHAPE,
@THOU ART TOO UGLY TO ATTEND ON ME,
@GOE, AND RETURN AN OLD @FRANCISCAN @FRIAR;
@THAT HOLY SHAPE BECOMES A DIVELL BEST.                  <T SDE>%@EXIT DIVELL.%
<T VERSE>@I SEE THERES VIRTUE IN MY HEAVENLY WORDS,
@WHO WOULD NOT BE PROFICIENT IN THIS ART?
@HOW PLIANT IS THIS @MEPHASTOPHILIS?
@FULL OF OBEDIENCE AND HUMILITIE,
@SUCH IS THE FORCE OF @MAGICKE AND MY SPELS,
@NO, @FAUSTUS, THOU ART @CONJURER LAUREATE
@THAT CANST COMMAUND GREAT @MEPHASTOPHILIS,
%@QUIN REDIS @MEPHASTOPHILIS FRATRIS IMAGINE.%

                       <T SDD>%@ENTER @MEPHASTOPHILIS.%
  <T VERSE><S @ME.>  @NOW @FAUSTUS, WHAT WOULDST THOU HAVE ME DO?
  <S @FAU.>  @I CHARGE THEE WAIT UPON ME WHILST @I LIVE,
@TO DO WHATEVER @FAUSTUS SHALL COMMAUND,
@BE IT TO MAKE THE MOONE DROP FROM HER SPHEARE,
@OR THE @OCEAN TO OVERWHELME THE WORLD.
  <S @ME.>  @I AM A SERVANT TO GREAT LUCIFER,
@AND MAY NOT FOLLOW THEE WITHOUT HIS LEAVE,
@NO MORE THAN HE COMMAUNDS MUST WE PERFORME,
  <S @FAU.>  @DID NOT HE CHARGE THEE TO APPEARE TO MEE?
  <S @ME.>  @NO, @I CAME NOW HITHER OF MINE OWNE ACCORD.
  <S @FAU.>  @DID NOT MY CONJURING SPEECHES RAISE THEE? SPEAKE.
  <S @ME.>  @THAT WAS THE CAUSE, BUT YET PER ACCIDENTS.
@FOR WHEN WE HEAR ONE RACKE THE NAME OF @GOD,
@ABJURE THE SCRIPTURES, AND HIS SAVIOR @CHRIST,
@WEE FLYE, IN HOPE TO GET HIS GLORIOUS SOULE,
@NOR WILL WE COME, UNLESSE HE USE SUCH MEANES
@WHEREBY HE IS IN DANGER TO BE DAMND:
@THEREFORE THE SHORTEST CUT FOR CONJURING
@IS STOUTLY TO ABJURE THE @TRINITIE,
@AND PRAY DEVOUTLY TO THE PRINCE OF HELL.
  <S @FAU.>  @SO @FAUSTUS HATH ALREADY DONE, AND HOLDS THIS PRINCIPLE
@THERE IS NO CHIEFE BUT ONLEY @BELZIBUB,
@TO WHOM @FAUSTUS DOTH DEDICATE HIMSELFE,
@THIS WORD DAMNATION TERRIFIES NOT HIM,
@FOR HE CONFOUNDS HELL IN @ELIZIUM,
@HIS GHOST BE WITH THE OLDE @PHILOSOPHERS,
@BUT LEAVING THESE VAIN TRIFLES OF MEN'S SOULES,
@TELL ME WHAT IS THAT @LUCIFER THY @LORD?
  <S @ME.>  @ARCH REGENT AND COMMAUNDER OF ALL SPIRITS.
  <S @FAU.>  @WAS NOT THAT LUCIFER AN @ANGELL ONCE?
  <S @ME.>  @YES, @FAUSTUS, AND MOST DEARELY LOV'D OF GOD.
  <S @FAU.>  @HOW COMES IT THEN THAT HE IS PRINCE OF DIVELLS?
  <S @ME.>  @O, BY ASPIRING PRIDE AND INSOLENCE,
@FOR WHICH @GOD THREW HIM FROM THE FACE OF HEAVEN.
  <S @FAU.>  @AND WHAT ARE YOU THAT LIVE WITH @LUCIFER?
  <S @ME.>  @UNHAPPY SPIRITS THAT FELL WITH @LUCIFER,
@CONSPIRED AGAINST OUR @GOD WITH @LUCIFER,
@AND ARE FOR EVER DAMND WITH @LUCIFER.
  <S @FAU.>  @WHERE ARE YOU DAMN'D?
  <S @ME.>  @IN HELL.
  <S @FAU.>  @HOW COMES IT THEN THAT THOU ART OUT OF HEL?
  <S @ME.>  @WHY THIS IS HEL, NOR AM @I OUT OF IT:
@THINKST THOU THAT @I WHO SAW THE FACE OF @GOD,
@AND TASTED THE ETERNAL JOYES OF HEAVEN,
@AM NOT TORMENTED WITH TEN THOUSAND HELS,
@IN BEING DEPRIV'D OF EVERLASTING BLISSE:
@O @FAUSTUS, LEAVE THESE FRIVOLOUS DEMAUNDS,
@WHICH STRIKE A TERROR TO MY FAINTING SOULE,
  <S @FAU.>  @WHAT, IS GREAT @MEPHASTOPHILIS SO PASSIONATE,
@FOR BEING DEPRIVED OF THE JOYES OF HEAVEN?
@LEARNE THOU OF @FAUSTUS MANLY FORTITUDE,
@AND SCORNE THOSE JOYES THOU NEVER SHALT POSSESSE.
@GO BEARE THOSE TIDINGS TO GREAT @LUCIFER,
@SEEING @FAUSTUS HATH INCURRD ETERNALL DEATH,
@BY DESPERATE THOUGHTS AGAINST @JOVE'S DEITIE,
@SAY, HE SURRENDERS UP TO HIM HIS SOULE,
@SO HE WILL SPARE HIM 24 YEERES,
@LETTING HIM LIVE IN AL VOLUPTUOUSNESSE,
@HAVING THEE EVER TO ATTEND ON ME,
@TO GIVE ME WHATSOEVER @I SHAL ASKE,
@TO TELL ME WHATSOEVER @I DEMAUND,
@TO SLAY MINE ENEMIES, AND AYDE MY FRIENDS,
@AND ALWAYES BE OBEDIENT TO MY WIL:
@GOE, AND RETURNE TO MIGHTY @LUCIFER,
@AND MEETE MEE IN MY STUDY AT MIDNIGHT,
@AND THEN RESOLVE ME OF THY MASTER'S MINDE.
  <S @ME.>  @I WILL, @FAUSTUS. <T SDE>%EXIT.%
  <T VERSE><S @FAU.>  @HAD @I AS MANY SOULES AS THERE BE STARRES,
@IDE GIVE THEM AL FOR @MEPHASTOPHILIS:
@BY HIM @ILE BE GREAT @EMPEROR OF THE WORLD,
@AND MAKE A BRIDGE THROUGH THE MOVING AYRE,
@TO PASSE THE @OCEAN WITH A BAND OF MEN,
@ILE JOYNE THE HILS THAT BINDE THE @AFFRICKE SHORE,
@AND MAKE THAT LAND CONTINENT TO @SPAINE,
@AND BOTH CONTRIBUTORY TO MY CROWNE:
@THE @EMPEROUR SHALL NOT LIVE BUT BY MY LEAVE,
@NOR ANY @POTENTATE OF @GERMANY:
@NOW THAT @I HAVE OBTAIND, WHAT @I DEARE,
@ILE LIVE IN SPECULATION OF THIS ART,
@TILL @MEPHASTOPHILIS RETURNE AGAINE.                  <T SDE>%EXIT%.
               <T SDD>%@ENTER @WAGNER AND THE @CLOWNE.%
  <T PROSE><S @WAG.>  @SIRRA BOY, COME HITHER.
  <S @CLO.>  @HOW, BOY?  SWOWNS BOY, @I HOPE YOUR HAVE SEENE MA-
NY BOYES WITH SUCH PICKADEBAUNTS AS @I HAVE.  @BOY QUOTHA?
  <S @WAG.>  @TELL ME, SIRRA, HAST THOU ANY COMMINGS IN?
  <S @CLO.>  @I, AND GOINGS OUT TOO, YOU MAY SEE ELSE.
  <S @WAG.>  @ALAS, POOR SLAVE, SEE HOW POVERTY JESTETH IN HIS NA-
KEDNESS,  THE VILAINE IS BARE, AND OUT OF SERVICE, AND SO HU-
GRY, THAT @I KNOW HE WOULD GIVE HIS SOULE TO THE @DIVEL FOR A
SHOULDER OF MUTTON, THOUGH IT WERE BLOOD RAWE.
  <S @CLO.>  @HOW,  @MY SOULE TO THE @DIVELL FOR A SHOULDER OF MUT-
TON THOUGH TWERE BLOOD RAWE?  NOT SO GOOD FRIEND, BURLADIE @I
HAD NEED HAVE IT WEL ROASTED, AND GOOD SAUCE TO IT, IF @I PAY SO
DEERE.
  <S @WAG.>  @WEL, WILT THOU SERVE ME, AND @ILE MAKE THEE GO LIKE
%@QUI MIHI DISCIPULUS?%
  <S @CLO.>  @HOW, IN VERSE?
  <S @WAG.>  @NO, SIRRA, IN BEATEN SILKE AND STAVES ACRE.
  <S @CLO.>  @HOW, HOW, KNAVE'S ACRE?  @I, @I THOUGHT THAT WAS AL
THE LAND HIS FATHER LEFT HIM:  @DOE YEE HEAR, @I WOULD BE SORIE
TO ROBBE YOU OF YOUR LIVING.
  <S @WAG.>  @SIRRA, @I SAY IN STAVES ACRE.
  <S @CLO.>  @OHO, OHO, STAVES ACRE,  WHY THEN BELIKE, IF @I WERE
YOUR MAN, @I SHOULD BE FUL OF VERMINE.
  <S @WAG.>  @SO THOU SHALT, WHETHER THOU BEEST WITH ME, OR NO:
BUT SIRRA, LEAVE YOUR JESTING, AND BINDE YOUR SELFE PRESENTLY
UNTO ME FOR SEAVEN YEERES, OR @ILE TURNE AL THE LICE ABOUT THEE
INTO FAMILIARS, AND THEY SHAL TEARE THEE IN PEECES.
  <S @CLO.>  @DOE YOU HEARE, SIR?  YOU MAY SAVE THAT LABOR, THEY
ARE TOO FAMILIAR WITH ME ALREADY, SWOWNE THEY ARE AS BOLDE
WITH MY FLESH AS IF THEY HAD PAID FOR MY MEAT AND DRINK.
AND DRINK.
  <S @WAG.>  @WEL, DO YOU HEARE, SIRRAH?  HOLDE, TAKE THESE GILDERS.
  <S @CLO.>  @GRIDYRONS, WHAT BE THEY?
  <S @WAG.>  @WHY FRENCH CROWNES.
  <S @CLO.>  @MAS BUT FOR THE NAME OF FRENCH CROWNES A MAN 
WERE AS GOOD HAVE AS MANY ENGLISH COUNTERS, AND WHAT 
SHOULD @I DO WITH THESE?
  <S @WAG.>  @WHY NOW, SIRRA, THOU ART AT AN HOURES WARNING
WHENSOEVER OR WHERESOEVER THE DIVELL SHALL FETCH THEE.
  <S @CLO.>  @NO, NO, HERE TAKE YOUR GRIDIRONS AGAINE.
  <S @WAG.>  @TRULY, @ILE NONE OF THEM.
  <S @CLO.>  @TRULY BUT YOU SHALL.
  <S @WAG.>  @BEARE WITNESSE @I GAVE THEM HIM.
  <S @CLO.>  @BEARE WITNESSE @I GIVE THEM YOU AGAINE.
  <S @WAG.>  @WELL, @I WILL CAUSE TWO @DIVELS PRESENTLY TO FETCH
THEE AWAY  @BALIOL AND @BELCHER.
  <S @CLO.>  @LET YOUR @BALIO AND YOUR @BELCHER COME HERE, AND @ILE
KNOCKE THEM, THEY WERE NEVER SO KNOCKD SINCE THEY WERE DI-
VILS,  SAY @I SHOULD KILL ONE OF THEM WHAT WOULD FOLKES SAY? DO
YE SEE YONDER TALL FELLOW IN THE ROUND FLOP, HEE HAS KILD THE DI- 
VELL, SO @I SHOULD BE CALD KILL DIVELL ALL THE PARISH OVER,

             <T SDD>%@ENTER TWO DIVELLS, AND THE CLOWNE RUNNES UP%
                               %AND DOWNE CRYING.%

  <T PROSE><S @WAG.>  @BALIOL AND @BELCHER, SPIRITS AWAY.     <T SDE>%@EXEUNT.%
  <T PROSE><S @CLOW.>  @WHAT, ARE THEY GONE?  A VENGEANCE ON THEM, THEY
HAVE VILDE LONG NAILES,  THERE WAS A HEE DIVELL AND A SHEE DI-
VELL, @ILE TELL YOU HOW YOU SHALL KNOW THEM, ALL HEE DIVELS HAS
HORNES, AND ALL SHE DIVELS HAS CLIFTS AND CLOVEN FEETE.
  <S @WAG.>  @WELL, SIRRA, FOLLOW ME.
  <S @CLO.>  @BUT DO YOU HEAR?  IF @I SHOULD SERVE YOU, WOULD YOU
TEACH ME TO RAISE UP @BANIOS AND @BELCHEOS?
  <S @WAG.>  @I WILL TEACH THEE TO TURNE THY SELFE TO ANYTHING, TO
A DOGGE, OR A CATTE, OR A MOUSE, OR A RATTE, OR ANYTHING.
  <S @CLO.>  @HOW?  A @CHRISTIAN FELLOW TO A DOGGE OR A CATTE, A
MOUSE OR A RATTE?  NO, NO SIR, IF YOU TURNE ME INTO ANYTHING,
LET IT BE IN THE LIKENESSE OF A LITTLE PRETTIE FRISKING FLEA, THAT @I
MAY BE HERE AND THERE AND EVERYWHERE, @I @ILE TICKLE THE PRE- 
TTY WENCHES PLACKETS @ILE BE AMONGST THEM IFAITH.
  <S @WAG.>  @WELL, SIRRA, COME.
  <S @CLO.>  @BUT DOE YOU HEAR, @WAGNER?
  <S @WAG.>  @HOW, @BALIOL AND @BELCHER.
  <S @CLO.>  @O @LORD, @I PRAY SIR, LET @BANIO AND @BELCHER GO SLEEPE.
  <S @WAG.>  @VILAINE, CALL ME @MAISTER WAGNER, AND LET THY LEFT
EYE BE DIAMETARILY FIXT UPON MY RIGHT HEELE, WITH %QUASIVESTI-%
%GIAS NOSTRAS INSISTERE.%   <T SDE>%EXIT.%
  <T PROSE><S @CLO.>  @GOD FORGIVE ME, HE SPEAKES @DUTCH FUSTIAN: WELL,
@ILE FOLOW HIM, @ILE SERVE HIM, THAT'S FLAT.             <T SDE>%EXIT.%
                    <T SDD>%@ENTER @FAUSTUS IN HIS @STUDY.%
  <T PROSE><S @FAU.>  @NOW @FAUSTUS, MUST THOU NEEDES BE DAMND,
AND CANST THOU NOT BE SAVED?
WHAT BOOTES IT THEN TO THINKE OF @GOD OR HEAVEN?
AWAY WITH SUCH VAINE FANCIES, AND DESPAIRE,
@DESPAIRE IN GOD, AND TRUST IN @BELSABUB:
@NOW GO NOT BACKEWARD: @FAUSTUS, BE RESOLUTE,
WHY WAVEREST THOU? @O SOMETHING SOUNDETH IN MINE EARES:
@ABJURE THIS @MAGICKE, TURNE TO @GOD AGAINE,
@I, AND @FAUSTUS WIL TURNE TO @GOD AGAINE.
@TO @GOD?  HE LOVES THEE NOT,
@THE @GOD THOU SERVEST IS THINE OWNE APPETITE,
WHEREIN IS FIXT THE LOVE OF @BELSABUB,
@TO HIM @ILE BUILD AN ALTARE AND A CHURCH,
AND OFFER LUKE WARME BLOOD OF NEW BORNE BABES.
                 <T SDD>%@ENTER GOOD @ANGELL, AND @EVILL.%
  <T PROSE><S @GOOD-@ANGEL.> @SWEET @FAUSTUS, LEANE THAT EXECRABLE ART.
  <S @FAU.>  @CONTRITION, PRAYER, REPENTANCE:  WHAT OF THEM?
  <S @GOOD-@ANGEL.> @O, THEY ARE MEANES TO BRING THEE UNTO HEA-
VEN.
  <S @BAD-@ANGEL.>  @RATHER ILLUSIONS, FRUITES OF LUNACY,
@THAT MAKES MEN FOOLISH THAT DO TRUST THEM MOST.
  <S @GOOD-@ANGEL.>  @SWEET @FAUSTUS, THINKE OF HEAVEN, AND HEA-
VENLY THINGS.
  <S @BAD-@ANGEL.>  @NO @FAUSTUS; THINKE OF HONOR AND WEALTH.
  <S @FAU.>  @OF WEALTH,            <T SDE>%EXEUNT.%
<T VERSE>@WHY, THE SIGNORY OF @EMDEN SHALBE MINE,
@WHEN @MEPHASTOPHILIS SHAL STAND BY ME,
@WHAT @GOD CAN HURT THEE @FAUSTUS? THOU ART SAFE,
@CAST NO MORE DOUBTS,  COME @MEPHASTOPHILIUS,
@AND BRING GLAD TIDINGS FROM GREAT @LUCIFER:
@IST NOT MIDNIGHT?  COME @MEPHASTOPHILIUS,
%@VENI VENI @MEPHASTOPHILE%          <T SDD>%ENTER @MEPH:%
<T PROSE>@NOW TELL WHAT SAYES @LUCIFER, THY @LORD?
  <S @ME.> @THAT @I SHALL WAITE ON @FAUSTUS WHILST @I LIVE,
SO HE WIL BUY MY SERVICE WITH HIS SOULE.
  <S @FAU:> @ALREADY @FAUSTUS HATH HAZARDED THAT FOR THEE.
  <S @ME:>  @BUT @FAUSTUS, THOU MUST BEQUEATHE IT SOLEMNELY,
@AND WRITE A DEED OF GIFT WITH THINE OWNE BLOOD,
@FOR THAT SECURITY CRAVES GREAT @LUCIFER:
@IF THOU DENY IT, @I WILL BACKE TO HEL.
  <S @FAU.>  @STAY, @MEPHASTOPHILUS, AND TEL ME, WHAT GOOD WIL
MY SOULE DO THY @LORD?
  <S @ME:>  @ENLARGE HIS KINGDOME.
  <S @FAU:>  @IS THAT THE REASON HE TEMPTS US THUS?
  <S @ME:>  %@SOLAMEN MISERIS SOCIOS HABUISSE DOLORIS.%
  <S @FAU:>  @HAVE YOU ANY PAINE THAT TORTURES OTHERS?
  <S @ME:>  @AS GREAT AS HAVE THE HUMANE SOULES OF MEN:
@BUT TEL ME @FAUSTUS, SHAL @I HAVE THY SOULE,
@AND @I WIL BE THY SLAVE, AND WAITE ON THEE,
@AND GIVE THEE MORE THAN THOU HAST WIT TO ASKE.
  <S @FAU:>  @I, @MEPHASTOPHILIS, @ILE GIVE IT THEE.
  <S @ME:>  @THEN STABBE THINE ARME COURAGEOUSLY,
@AND BINDE THY SOULE, THAT AT SOME CERTAINE DAY
@GREAT @LUCIFER MAY CLAIME IT AS HIS OWNE,
@AND THEN BE THOU AS GREAT AS @LUCIFER.
  <S @FAU:>  @LOE @MEPHASTOPHILUS, FOR LOVE OF THEE,
@I CUT MINE ARME, AND WITH MY PROPER BLOOD
@ASSURE MY SOULE TO BE GREAT @LUCIFERS,
@CHIEFE @LORD AND REGENT OF PERPETUAL NIGHT,
@VIEW HERE THE BLOOD THAT TRICKLES FROM MINE ARME,
@AND LET IT BE PROPITIOUS FOR MY WISH.
  <S @ME:>  @BUT @FAUSTUS, THOU MUST WRITE IT IN MANNER OF A
DEEDE OF GIFT.
  <S @FAU:>  @I, SO @I WILL, BUT @MEPHASTOPHILIS MY BLOUD CONJEALES
AND @I CAN WRITE NO MORE.
  <S @ME.>  @ILE FETCH THEE FIER TO DISSOLVE IT STRAIGHT.         <T SDE>%@EXIT.%
  <T VERSE><S @FAU.>  @WHAT MIGHT THE STAYING OF MY BLOUD PORTEND?
@IS IT UNWILLING @I SHOULD WRITE THIS BILL?
@WHY STREAMES IT NOT, THAT @I MAY WRITE AFRESH?
@FAUSTUS GIVES TO THEE HIS SOULE:  AH, THERE IT STAYDE,
@WHY SHOULDST THOU NOT?  IS NOT THY SOULE THINE OWNE?
@THEN WRITE AGAINE, @FAUSTUS GIVES TO THEE HIS SOULE.

          <T SDD>%@ENTER @MEPHASTOPHILIS WITH A CHASER OF COLES.%
  <T VERSE><S @ME.>  @HERE'S FIER, COME, @FAUSTUS, SET IT ON.
  <S @FAU.>  @SO NOW THE BLOUD BEGINS TO CLEARE AGAINE,
@NOW WILL @I MAKE AN ENDE IMMEDIATELY.
  <S @ME.>  @O, WHAT WILL NOT @I DO TO OBTAINE HIS SOULE?
  <S @FAU.> %@CONSUMMATUM EST,% THIS @BILL IS ENDED,
@AND @FAUSTUS HATH BEQUEATH'D HIS SOULE TO @LUCIFER.
@BUT WHAT IS THIS INSCRIPTION ON MINE ARME?
%@HOMO FUGE,% WHITHER SHOULD @I FLIE?
@IF UNTO @GOD, HEE'LE THROWE ME DOWNE TO HELL,
@MY SENSES ARE DECEIV'D, HERE'S NOTHING WRIT,
@I SEE IT PLAINE,  HERE IN THIS PLACE IS WRIT,
%@HOMO FUGE,%  YET SHALL NOT @FAUSTUS FLYE.
  <S @ME.>  @ILE FETCH HIM SOMEWHAT TO DELIGHT HIS MINDE.
                                                                 <T SDE>%EXIT.%
  <T SDD>%@ENTER WITH DIVELS, GIVING CROWNES AND RICH APPARELL TO%
               %@FAUSTUS AND THEY DANCE AND THEN DEPART.%

  <T PROSE><S @FAU.>  @SPEAKE @MEPHASTOPHILIS, WHAT MEANES THIS SHEWE?
  <S @ME.>  @NOTHING @FAUSTUS, BUT TO DELIGHT THY MINDE WITHALL,
@AND TO SHEWE THEE WHAT @MAGICKE CAN PERFORME.
  <S @FAU.>  @BUT MAY @I RAISE UP SPIRITS WHEN @I PLEASE?
  <S @ME.>  @I @FAUSTUS, AND DO GREATER THINGS THAN THESE.
  <S @FAU.>  @THEN THERES ENOUGH FOR A THOUSAND SOULES,
@HERE, @MEPHASTOPHILIS RECEIVE THIS SCROWLE,
@A DEEDE OF GIFT OF BODY AND OF SOULE:
@BUT YET CONDITIONALLY THAT THOU PERFORME
@ALL ARTICLES PRESCRIB'D BETWEENE US BOTH.
  <S @ME.>  @FAUSTUS, @I SWEARE BY HEL AND @LUCIFER
@TO EFFECT ALL PROMISES BETWEENE US MADE.
  <S @FAU.>  @THEN HEARE ME READE THEM:  ON THESE CONDITIONS FOL-
LOWING.
@FIRST, THAT @FAUSTUS MAY BE A SPIRIT IN FORME AND SUBSTANCE.
@SECONDLY, THAT @MEPHASTOPHILIS SHALL BE HIS SERVANT, AND AT
HIS COMMAUND.
@THIRDLY, THAT @MEPHASTOPHILIS SHALL DO FOR HIM, AND BRING
HIM WHATSOEVER.
@FOURTHLY, THAT HEE SHALL BE IN HIS CHAMBER OR HOUSE IN-
VISIBLE.
@LASTLY, THAT HEE SHALL APPEARE TO THE SAID %@JOHN @FAUSTUS% AT ALL
TIMES, IN WHAT FORME OR SHAPE SOEVER HE PLEASE.
@I, %@JOHN @FAUSTUS,% OF @WERTENBERG, @DOCTOR, BY THESE PRESENTS, DO
GIVE BOTH BODY AND SOULE TO %@LUCIFER,% PRINCE OF THE EAST, AND HIS
MINISTER %@MEPHASTOPHILIS, AND FUTHERMORE GRAUNT UNTO THEM.
THAT 24 YEARES BEING EXPIRED, THE ARTICLES ABOVE WRITTEN IN-
VIOLATE, FULL POWER TO FETCH OR CARRY THE SAID %@JOHN @FAUSTUS% BODY 
AND SOULE, FLESH, BLOUD, OR GOODS, INTO THEIR HABITATION WHERE-
SOEVER.
                                        <T SDP>%@BY ME @JOHN @FAUSTUS.%

  <T PROSE><S @ME.>  @SPEAKE @FAUSTUS, DO YOU DELIVER THIS AS YOUR DEEDE?
  <S @FAU.>  @I, TAKE IT, AND THE DIVELL GIVE THEE GOOD ONT.
  <S @ME.>  @NOW, @FAUSTUS ASKE WHAT THOU WILT.
  <S @FAU.>  @FIRST WILL @I QUESTION WITH THEE ABOUT HELL,
@TEL ME, WHERE IS THE PLACE THAT MEN CALL HELL?
  <S @ME.>  @UNDER THE HEAVENS.
  <S @FAU.>  @I, BUT WHERE ABOUT?
  <S @ME.>  @WITHIN THE BOWELS OF THESE ELEMENTS,
@WHERE WE ARE TORTUR'D AND REMAINE FOR EVER,
@HELL HATH NO LIMITS, NOR IS CIRCUMSCRIB'D
@IN ONE SELFE PLACE, FOR WHERE WE ARE IS HELL,
@AND WHERE HELL IS, MUST WE EVER BE:
@AND TO CONCLUDE, WHEN ALL THE WORLD DISSOLVES,
@AND EVERY CREATURE SHALBE PURIFIED,
@ALL PLACES SHALL BE HELL THAT IS NOT HEAVEN.
  <S @FAU.>  @COME, @I THINKE HELL'S A FABLE.
  <S @ME.>  @I, THINKE SO STILL, TILL EXPERIENCE CHANGE THY MINDE.
  <S @FAU.>  @WHY?  THINK'ST THOU THEN THAT @FAUSTUS SHALL BEE
DAMN'D?
  <S ME.>  @I, OF NECESSITIE, FOR HERE'S THE SCROWLE,
@WHEREIN THOU HAST GIVEN THY SOULE TO @LUCIFER.
  <S @FAU.>  @I, AND BODY TOO, BUT WHAT OF THAT?
@THINKST THOU THAT @FAUSTUS IS SO FOND, 
@TO IMAGINE, THAT AFTER THIS LIFE THERE IS ANY PAINE?
@TUSH, THESE ARE TRIFLES AND MEERE OLD WIVES TALES.
  <S @ME.>  @BUT @FAUSTUS, @I AM AN INSTANCE TO PROVE THE CONTRARY
@FOR @I AM DAMND, AND AM NOW IN HELL.
  <S @FAU.>  @HOW?  NOW IN HELL?  NAY, AND THIS BE HELL, @ILE WIL-
LINGLY BE DAMND HERE:  WHAT WALKING, DISPUTING, ETC. @BUT
LEAVING OFF THIS, LET ME HAVE A WIFE, THE FAIREST MAID IN @GER-
MANY, FOR @I AM WANTON AND LASCIVIOUS, AND CANNOT LIVE 
WITHOUT A WIFE.
  <S @ME.>  @HOW, A WIFE?  @I PRITHEE, @FAUSTUS, TALKE NOT OF A WIFE.
  <S @FAU.>  @NAY SWEETE @MEPHASTOPHILIS FETCH ME ONE, FOR @I WILL
HAVE ONE.
  <S @ME.>  @WELL THOU WILT HAVE ONE, SIT THERE TILL @I COME, @ILE
FETCH THEE A WIFE IN THE DIVELS NAME.     

               <T SDD>%@ENTER WITH A DIVELL DREST LIKE A WOMAN,%
                              %WITH FIER WORKES.%
  <T VERSE><S @ME.>  @TEL, @FAUSTUS, HOW DOST THOU LIKE THY WIFE?
  <S @FAU.>  @A PLAGUE ON HER FOR A HOTE WHORE.
  <S @ME.>  @TUT @FAUSTUS, MARRIAGE IS BUT A CEREMONIALL TOY, IF
@IF THOU LOVEST ME, THINKE NO MORE OF IT.
@ILE CULL THEE OUT THE FAIREST CURTEZANS,
@AND BRING THEM EV'RY MORNING TO THY BED,
@SHE WHOME THINE EYE SHALL LIKE, THY HEART SHAL 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 BOOKE, PERUSE IT THOROWLY,
@THE ITERATING OF THESE LINES BRINGS GOLDE,
@THE FRAMING OF THIS CIRCLE ON THE GROUND,
@BRINGS WHIRLEWINDES, TEMPESTS, THUNDER AND LIGHTNING.
@PRONOUNCE THIS THRICE DEVOUTLY TO THY SELFE,
@AND MEN IN ARMOUR SHAL APPEARE TO THEE,
@READY TO EXECUTE WHAT THOU DESIRST.
  <S @FAU.>  @THANKES, @MEPHASTOPHILUS, YET FAINE WOULD @I HAVE
A BOOKE WHEREIN @I MIGHT BEHOLDE AL SPELS AND INCANTATIONS,
THAT @I MIGHT RAISE UP SPIRITS WHEN @I PLEASE.
  <S @ME.>  @HERE THEY ARE IN THIS BOOKE.   <T SDP>%@THERE TURNE TO THEM%
  <T PROSE><S @FAU.>  @NOW WOULD @I HAVE A BOOKE WHERE @I MIGHT SEE AL
CHARACTERS AND PLANETS OF THE HEAVENS, THAT @I MIGHT KNOWE
THEIR MOTIONS AND DISPOSITIONS.
  <S @ME.>  @HEERE THEY ARE TOO.   <T SDP>%@TURNE TO THEM%
  <T PROSE><S @FAU.>  @NAY, LET ME HAVE ONE BOOKE MORE, AND THEN @I HAVE
DONE, WHEREIN @I MIGHT SEE AL PLANTS, HEARBES AND TREES THAT
GROW UPON THE EARTH.
  <S @ME.>  @HERE THEY BE.
  <S @FAU.>  @O THOU ART DECEIVED.
  <S @ME.>  @TUT, @I WARRANT THEE.    <T SDP>%@TURNE TO THEM%
  <T VERSE><S @FAU.>  @WHEN @I BEHOLD THE HEAVENS, THEN @I REPENT,
@AND CURSE THEE WICKED @MEPHASTOPHILUS,
@BECAUSE THOU HAST DEPRIV'D ME OF THOSE JOYES.
  <S @ME.>  @WHY @FAUSTUS,
@THINKST THOU HEAVEN IS SUCH A GLORIOUS THING?
@I TEL THEE TIS NOT HALFE SO FAIRE AS THOU,
@OR ANY MAN THAT BREATHES ON EARTH.
  <S @FAU.>  @HOW PROVEST THOU THAT?
  <S @ME.>  @IT WAS MADE FOR MAN, THEREFORE IS MAN MORE EXCEL-
LENT.
  <S @FAU.>  @IF IT WERE MADE FOR MAN, TWAS MADE FOR ME:
@I WIL RENOUNCE THIS MAGICKE, AND REPENT.
              <T SDD>%@ENTER GOOD @ANGEL, AND EVILL @ANGEL.%
  <T VERSE><S @GOOD @AN:>  @FAUSTUS, REPENT YET, GOD WIL PITTY THEE.
  <S EVILL @AN:>  @THOU ART A SPIRITE, @GOD CANNOT PITTY THEE.
  <S @FAU.>  @WHO BUZZETH IN MINE EARES @I AM A SPIRITE?
@BE @I A DIVEL, YET @GOD MAY PITTY ME,
@I @GOD WIL PITTY ME, IF @I REPENT.
  <S EVILL @AN:>  @I, BUT @FAUSTUS NEVER SHAL REPENT.         <T SDE>%EXEUNT%
  <T VERSE><S @FAU.>  @MY HEART'S SO HARDNED @I CANNOT REPENT,
@SCARCE CAN @I NAME SALVATION, FAITH, OR HEAVEN,
@BUT FEAREFUL ERCHOES THUNDER IN MINE EARES,
@FAUSTUS, THOU ART DAMND, THEN SWORDES AND KNIVES,
@POYSON, GUNNES, HALTERS, AND INVENOMD STEELE
@ARE LAYDE BEFORE ME TO DISPATCH MY SELFE,
@AND LONG ERE THIS @I SHOULD HAVE SLAINE MY SELFE,
@HAD NOT SWEETE PLEASURE CONQUERD DEEPE DESPAIRE.
@HAVE NOT @I MADE BLINDE @HOMER SING TO ME,
@OF @ALEXANDERS LOVE, AND @ENONS DEATH,
@AND HATH NOT HE THAT BUILT THE WALLES OF @THEBES,
@WITH RAVISHING SOUND OF HIS MELODIOUS HARP
@MADE MUSICKE WITH MY @MEPHASTOPHILIS,
@WHY SHOULD @I DYE, THEN, OR BASELY DISPAIRE?
@I AM RESOLVD, @FAUSTUS SHAL NEER REPENT,
@COME, @MEPHASTOPHILIS, LET US DISPUTE AGAINE,
@AND ARGUE OF DIVINE @ASTROLOGIE,
@TEL ME, ARE THERE MANY HEAVENS ABOVE THE @MOONE?
@ARE ALL CELESTIALL BODIES BUT ONE GLOBE,
@AS IS THE SUBSTANCE OF THIS CENTRICKE EARTH?
  <S @ME.>  @AS ARE THE ELEMENTS, SUCH ARE THE SPHEARES,
@MUTUALLY FOLDED IN EACH OTHERS ORBE,
@AND, @FAUSTUS ALL JOINTLY MOVE UPON ONE ARLETREE,
@WHOSE TERMININE IS TEARMD THE WORLDS WIDE POLE,
@NOR ARE THE NAMES OF @SATURNE, @MARS, OR @JUPITER
@FAIND, BUT ARE ERRING STARRES.
  <S @FAU.>  @BUT TELL ME, HAVE THEY ALL ONE MOTION? BOTH %FITU ET%
%TEMPORE.%
  <S @ME.>  @ALL JOYNTLY MOVE FROM @EAST TO @WEST IN 24.HOURES
UPON THE POLES OF THE WORLD, BUT DIFFER IN THEIR MOTION UPON
THE POLES OF THE @ZODIAKE.
  <S @FAU.>  @TUSH, THESE SLENDER TRIFLES @WAGNER CAN DECIDE,
@HATH @MEPHASTOPHILUS NO GREATER SKILL?
@WHO KNOWES NOT THE DOUBLE MOTION OF THE PLANNETS?
@THE FIRST IS FINISHT IN A NATURALL DAY,
@THE SECOND THUS, AS @SATURNE IN 30.YEARES, @JUPITER IN 12.
@MARS IN 4, THE @SUNNE, @VENUS, AND @MERCURY IN A YEARE: THE
@MOONE IN 28.DAYES, @TUSH THESE ARE FRESH MENS SUPPOSITIONS,
BUT TELL ME, HATH EVERY SPHEARE A DOMINION OR INTELLIGENTU?
  <S @ME.>  @I.
  <S @FAU.>  @HOW MANY HEAVENS OR SPHEARES ARE THERE?
  <S @ME.>  @NINE, THE SEVEN PLANETS, THE FIRMAMENT, AND THE IM-
PERIALL HEAVEN.
  <S @FAU.>  @WELL, RESOLVE ME IN THIS QUESTION:  WHY HAVE WEE
NOT CONJUNCTIONS, OPPOSITIONS, ASPECTS, ECLIPSES, ALL AT ONE
TIME, BUT IN SOME YEARES WE HAVE MORE, IN SOME LESS?
  <S @ME.>  @PER INAEQUALEM MOTUM RESPECTU TOTIUS.
  <S @FAU.>  @WELL, @I AM ANSWERED, TELL ME WHO MADE THE WORLD?
  <S @ME.>  @I WILL NOT.
  <S @FAU.>  @SWEETE @MEPHASTOPHILUS, TELL ME.
  <S @ME.>  @MOVE ME NOT, FOR @I WILL NOT TELL THEE.
  <S @FAU.>  @VILLAINE, HAVE @I NOT BOUND THEE TO TEL ME ANY THING?
  <S @ME.>  @I, THAT IS NOT AGAINST OUR KINGDOME, BUT THIS IS,
@THINKE THOU ON HELL @FAUSTUS, FOR THOU ART DAMND.
  <S @FAU.>  @THINKE @FAUSTUS, UPON @GOD THAT MADE THE WORLD.
  <S @ME.>  @REMEMBER THIS.                        <T SDE>%@EXIT.%
  <S @FAU.>  @I, GOE ACCURSED SPIRIT TO UGLY HELL,
@TIS THOU HAST DAMND DISTRESSED @FAUSTUS' SOULE:
@IST NOT TOO LATE?
                               <T SDD>%@ENTER GOOD @ANGELL AND EVIL.%
  <T PROSE><S EVILL-A.>  @TOO LATE.
  <S GOOD-@A.>  @NEVER TOO LATE, IF @FAUSTUS CAN REPENT.
  <S EVILL-@A.>  @IF THOU REPENT, DIVELS SHALL TEARE THEE IN PEECES.
  <S GOOD-A.>  @REPENT, AND THEY SHAL NEVER RAZE THY SKIN.    <T SDE>%@EXEUNT.%
  <T PROSE><S @FAU.>  @AH, @CHRIST, MY @SAVIOUR, SEEKE TO SAVE DISTRESSED @FAU-
STUS' SOULE.
          <T SDD>%@ENTER @LUCIFER, @BELSABUB, AND @MEPHASTOPHILUS.%
  <T PROSE><S @LU.>  @CHRIST CANNOT SAVE THY SOULE FOR HE IS JUST,
@THERES NONE BUT @I HAVE INTEREST IN THE SAME.
  <S @FAU.>  @O WHO ART THOU THAT LOOKST SO TERRIBLE?
  <S LU.>  @I AM LUCIFER, AND THIS IS MY COMPANION @PRINCE IN
HEL.
  <S @FAU.>  @O @FAUSTUS, THEY ARE COME TO FETCH AWAY THY SOULE.
  <S @LU:> @WE COME TO TELL THEE THOU DOST INJUREOUS,
@THOU TALKST OF @CHRIST, CONTRARY TO THY PROMISE
@THOU SHOULDST NOT THINKE OF @GOD, THINKE OF THE DEVIL,
@AND OF HIS DAME, TOO.
  <S @FAU.>  @NOR WILL @I HENCEFORTH: PARDON ME IN THIS,
@AND @FAUSTUS VOWES NEVER TO LOOKE TO HEAVEN,
@NEVER TO NAME @GOD, OR TO PRAY TO HIM,
@TO BURNE HIS @SCRIPTURES, SLAY HIS MINISTERS,
@AND MAKE MY SPIRITES PULL HIS CHURCHES DOWNE.
  <S @LU:>  @DO SO, AND WE WILL HIGHLY GRATIFY THEE:
@FAUSTUS, WE ARE COME FROM HEL TO SHOW THEE SOME PASTIME:
SIT DOWNE, AND THOU SHALT SEE AL THE SEAVEN DEADLY SINNES AP-
PEARE IN THEIR PROPER SHAPES.
  <S @FAU.>  @THAT SIGHT WILL BE AS PLEASING UNTO ME, AS PARADISE
WAS TO @ADAM, THE FIRST DAY OF HIS CREATION.
  <S @LU.>  @TALKE NOT OF PARADISE, NOR CREATION, BUT MARKE THIS
SHEW, TALKE OF THE DIVEL, AND NOTHING ELSE: COME AWAY.
                  <T SDD>%@ENTER THE SEAVEN DEADLY SINNES.%
<T PROSE>@NOW, @FAUSTUS, EXAMINE THEM OF THEIR SEVERAL NAMES AND
DISPOSITIONS.
  <S @FAU.>  @WHAT ART THOU? THE FIRST
  <S @PRIDE>  @I AM @PRIDE, @I DISDAINE TO HAVE ANY PARENTS, @I AM
LIKE TO @OVID'S FLEA, @I CAN CREEPE INTO EVERY CORNER OF A WENCH,
SOMETIMES LIKE A PERIWIG, @I SIT UPON HER BROW, OR LIKE A FAN 
OF FEATHERS, @I KISS HER LIPPES, INDEEDE @I DOE, WHAT DOE, @I NOT?  
BUT FIE, WHAT A SCENT IS HERE?  @ILE NOT SPEAKE AN OTHER WORDE, 
EXCEPT THE GROUND WERE PERFUMDE AND COVERED WITH CLOTH OF 
ARRAS.
  <S @FAU.>  @WHAT ART THOU, THE SECOND.
  <S @COVE:>  @I AM @COVETOUSNES, BEGOTTEN OF AN OLDE CHURLE, IN
AN OLDE LEATHERNE BAG: AND MIGHT @I HAVE MY WISH, @I WOULD
DESIRE, THAT THIS HOUSE, AND ALL THE PEOPLE IN IT WERE TURND TO
GOLDE, THAT @I MIGHT LOCKE YOU UPPE IN MY GOOD CHEST, @I MY
SWEETE GOLDE
  <S @FAU.>  @WHAT ART THOU? THE THIRD.
  <S @WRATH>  @I AM WRATH, @I HAD NEITHER FATHER NOR MOTHER, @I
LEAPT OUT OF A LION'S MOUTH, WHEN @I WAS SCARCE HALFE AN HOURE
OLDE, AND EVER SINCE @I HAVE RUN UP AND DOWN THE WORLDE,
WITH THIS CASE OF RAPIERS WOUNDING MY SELF, WHEN @I HAD NO
BODY TO FIGHT WITHAL: @I WAS BORNE IN HEL, AND LOOKE TO IT, FOR
SOME OF YOU SHALBE MY FATHER.
  <S @FAU.>  @WHAT ART THOU? THE FOURTH
  <S @ENVY.>  @I AM @ENVY, BEGOTTEN OF A @CHIMNEY-SWEEPER AND
AN@OYSTER WIFE, @I CANNOT READE, AND THEREFORE WISH AL BOOKES
WERE BURNT: @I AM LEANE WITH SEEING OTHERS EATE, @I THAT
THERE WOULD COME A FAMINE THROUGH ALL THE WORLDE, THAT ALL
MIGHT DIE, AND @I LIVE ALONE, THEN THOU SHOULDST SEE HOW FATT @I 
WOULD BE: BUT MUST THOU SIT AND @I STAND?  COME DOWNE WITH 
A VENGEANCE.
  <S @FAU.>  @AWAY ENVIOUS RASCALL: WHAT ART THOU? THE FIFT.
  <S @GLUT:>  @WHO @I, SIR?  @I AM @GLUTTONY, MY PARENTS ARE AL DEAD,
AND THE DIVEL A PENY THEY HAVE LEFT ME, BUT A BARE PENTION, 
AND THAT IS 30 MEALES A DAY, AND TENNE BEAVERS, A SMALL
TRIFLE TO SUFFICE NATURE,  @O @I COME OF A ROYALL PARENTAGE, MY 
GRANDFATHER WAS A GAMMON OF BACON, MY GRANDMOTHER A 
HOGS HEAD OF @CLARET WINE: @MY GODFATHERS WERE THESE, @PE-
TER @PICKLE-@HERRING, AND @MARTIN @MARTLEMAS BIESE, @O BUT 
MY GODMOTHER SHE WAS A JOLLY GENTLEWOMAN, AND WELBELO-
VED IN EVERY GOOD TOWNE AND @CITIE, HER NAME WAS MISTRESSE 
@MARGERY @MARCH-BEERE: NOW @FAUSTUS, THOU HAST HEARD ALL MY 
@PROGENY, WILT THOU BID ME TO SUPPER?
  <S @FAU.>  @NO, @ILE SEE THEE HANGED, THOU WILT EATE UP ALL MY
VICTUALS.
  <S @GLUT>  @THEN THE DIVEL CHOAKE THEE.
  <S @FAU.>  @CHOAKE THY SELFE, GLUTTON:  WHAT ART THOU: THE SIXT.
  <S @SLOATH.>  @I AM SLOATH.  @I WAS BEGOTTEN ON A SUNNY BANK 
WHERE @I HAVE LAINE EVER SINCE, AND YOU HAVE DONE ME GREAT
INJURY TO BRING ME FROM THENCE, LET ME BE CARRIED THITH A-
GAINE BY @GLUTTONY AND @LEACHERY, @ILE NOT SPEAKE AN OTHER
WORD FOR A KINGS RANSOME.
  <S @FAU.>  @WHAT ARE YOU MISTRESSE MINKES? THE SEAVENTH 
AND LAST?
  <S @LECHERY.>  @WHO @I, SIR?  @I AM ONE THAT LOVES AN INCH OF RAW
@MUTTON BETTER THAN AN ELL OF FRIED STOCK FISH, AND THE FIRST
LETTER OF MY NAME BEGINNES WITH LEACHERY.
@AWAY, TO HEL, TO HEL.        <T SDE>%EXEUNT THE SINNES.%
  <T PROSE><S @LU.> @NOW @FAUSTUS, HOW DOST THOU LIKE THIS?
  <S @FAU:>  @O THIS FEEDES MY SOULE.
  <S @LU.>  @TUT @FAUSTUS, IN HEL IS AL MANNER OF DELIGHT.
  <S @FAU.>  @O MIGHT @I BEE HEL, AND RETURNE AGAINE, HOW HAPPY 
WERE @I THEN?
  <S @LU.>  @THOU SHALT, @I WIL SEND FOR THEE AT MIDNIGHT, IN MEAN
TIME TAKE THIS BOOKE, PERUSE IT THOROUGHLY, AND THOU SHALT TURNE
THY SELFE INTO WHAT SHAPE THOU WILT.
  <S @FAU.>  @GREAT THANKES, MIGHTY @LUCIFER, THIS WIL @I KEEPE AS
CHARY AS MY LIFE.
  <S @LU.>  @FAREWEL @FAUSTUS, AND THINKE ON THE DIVEL.
  <S @FAU.>  @FAREWEL GREAT @LUCIFER, COME @MEPHASTOPHILIS.
                          <T SDE>%EXEUNT OMNES.%  
                      <T SDD>%ENTER @WAGNER SOLUS.%
  <T VERSE><S @WAG.>  @LEARNED @FAUSTUS,
@TO KNOW THE SECRETS OF @ASTRONOMY,
@GRAVEN IN THE BOOKE OF @JOVE'S HIE FIRMAMEUT,
@DID MOUNT HIMSELFE TO SCALE @OLYMPUS TOP,
@BEING SEATED IN A CHARIOT BURNING BRIGHT,
@DRAWNE BY THE STRENGTH OF YOKY DRAGONS' NECKES,
@HE NOW IS GONE TO PROVE @COSMOGRAPHY,
@AND AS @I GUESSE, WIL FIRST ARIVE AT @ROME,
@TO SEE THE @POPE, AND MANNER OF HIS COURT,
@AND TAKE SOME PART OF HOLY @PETERS FEAST,
@THAT TO THIS DAY IS HIGHLY SOLEMNIZD.                 <T SDE>%EXIT @WAGNER%
               <T SDD>%@ENTER @FAUSTUS AND @MEPHASTOPHILUS.%
  <T VERSE><S @FAU.>  @HAVING NOW, MY GOOD @MEPHASTOPHILUS,
@PAST WITH DELIGHT THE STATELY TOWNE OF @TRIER,
@ENVIROND ROUND WITH AYRIE MOUNTAINE TOPS,
@WITH WALLES OF FLINT, AND DEEPE ENTRENCHED LAKES,
@NOT TO BE WONNE BY ANY CONQUERING PRINCE,
@FROM @PARIS NEXT COASTING THE @REALME OF @FRANCE,
@WE SAWE THE RIVER @MAINE FALL INTO @RHINE,
@WHOSE BANKES ARE SET WITH GROVES OF FRUITFUL VINES.
@THEN UP TO @NAPLES, RICH @CAMPANIA,
@WHOSE BUILDINGS FAIRE AND GORGEOUS TO THE EYE,
@THE STREETES STRAIGHT FORTH, AND PAV'D WITH FINEST BRICKE,
@QUARTER THE TOWNE IN FOURE EQUIVDENCE.
@THERE SAWE WE LEARNED @MAROES GOLDEN TOMBE,
@THE WAY HE CUT AN @ENGLISH MILE IN LENGTH,
@THROUGH A ROCKE OF STONE IN ONE NIGHTS SPACE.
@FROM THENCE TO @VENICE, @PADUA, AND THE REST,
@IN MIDST OF WHICH A SUMPTUOUS @TEMPLE STANDS,
@THAT THREATS THE STARRES WITH HER ASPIRING TOPPE.
@THUS HITHERTO HATH @FAUSTUS SPENT HIS TIME,
@BUT TELL ME NOW, WHAT RESTING PLACE IS THIS?
@HAST THOU AS ERST @I DID COMMAUND,
@CONDUCTED ME WITHIN THE WALKES OF @ROME?
  <S @ME.>  @FAUSTUS, @I HAVE, AND BECAUSE WE WIL NOT BE UNPRO-
VIDED, @I HAVE TAKEN UP HIS HOLINESSE PRIVY CHAMBER FOR 
OUR USE.
  <S @FAU.>  @I HOPE HIS HOLINESSE WILL BID US WELCOME. (CHEARE,
  <S @ME.>  @TUT, TIS NO MATTER MAN, WEELE BE BOLD WITH HIS GOOD
@AND NOW MY @FAUSTUS, THAT THOU MAIST PERCEIVE
@WHAT @ROME CONTAINETH TO DELIGHT THEE WITH,
@KNOW THAT THIS @CITIE STANDS UPON SEVEN HILLES
@THAT UNDERPROPS THE GROUNDWORKE OF THE SAME,
@OVER THE WHICH FOURE STATELY BRIDGES LEANE,
@THAT MAKES SAFE PASSAGE TO EACH PART OF @ROME.
@UPON THE BRIDGE CALLED @PONTO @ANGELO,
@ERECTED IS A @CASTLE PASSING STRONG,
@WITHIN WHOSE WALLES SUCH STORE OF ORDONANCE ARE,
@AND DOUBLE @CANONS, FRAM'D OF CARVED BRASSE,
@AS MATCH THE DAYES WITHIN ONE COMPLETE YEARE,
@BESIDES THE GATES AND HIGH PIRAMIDES,
@WHICH @JULIUS @CAESAR BROUGHT FROM @AFFRICA.
  <S @FAU.>  @NOW BY THE KINGDOMES OF INFERNALL RULE,
@OF @STYX, @ACHERON, AND THE FIERY LAKE
@OF EVER-BURNING @PHLEGITON @I SWEARE,
@THAT @I DO LONG TO SEE THE MONUMENTS
@AND SITUATION OF BRIGHT SPLENDENT @ROME,
@COME THEREFORE LETS AWAY.
  <S @ME.>  @NAY @FAUSTUS STAY, @I KNOW YOUD FAINE SEE THE POPE,
@AND TAKE SOME PART OF HOLY @PETERS FEAST,
@WHERE THOU SHALT SEE A TROUPE OF BALD-PATE FRIAERS,
@WHOSE %SUMMUM BONUM% IS IN BELLY-CHEERE.
  <S @FAU.>  @WELL, @I AM CONTENT, TO COMPASSE THEM SOME SPORT,
@AND BY THEIR FOLLY MAKE US MERRIMENT,
@THEN CHARME ME THAT @I MAY BE INVISILDE, TO DO WHAT @I
PLEASE UNSEENE OF ANY WHILST @I STAY IN @ROME.
  <S @ME.>  @SO @FAUSTUS, NOW DO WHAT THOU WILT, THOU SHALT NOT
BE DISCERNED,
   <T SDD>%@SOUND A @SONNET, ENTER THE @POPE AND THE CARDINALL OF LORRAINE% 
                  %TO THE BANKET, WITH @FRIERS ATTENDING.%
  <T PROSE><S @POPE.>  @MY @LORD OF @LORRAINE, WILT PLEASE YOU DRAW NEARE.
  <S @FAU.>  @FALL TOO, AND THE DIVEL CHOAKE YOU AND YOU SPARE.
  <S @POPE.>  @HOW NOW, WHOSE THAT WHICH SPAKE?  @FRIARS, LOOKE
ABOUT.
  <S @FRI.>  @HEERE'S NO BODY, IF IT LIKE YOUR @HOLYNESSE.
  <S @POPE.>  @MY @LORD, HERE IS A DAINTIE DISH WAS SENT ME FROM
THE @BISHOP OF @MILLAINE.
  <S @FAU.>  @I THANKE YOU SIR.                 <T SDP>%@SNATCH IT.%
 <T PROSE><S @POPE.>  @HOW NOW, WHOSE THAT WHICH SNATCHT THE MEATE
FROM ME?  WILL NO MAN LOOKE?  
@MY @LORD, THIS DISH WAS SENT ME FROM THE @CARDINALL OF FLO-
RENCE.
  <S @FAU.>  @YOU SAY TRUE, @ILE HAFE.
  <S @POPE.>  @WHAT AGAINE?  MY @LORD @ILE DRINKE TO YOUR GRACE
  <S @FAU.>  @ILE PLEDGE YOUR GRACE.
  <S @LOR.>  @MY @LORD, IT MAY BE SOME GHOST NEWLY CREPT OUT OF
@PURGATORY COME TO BEGGE A PARDON OF YOUR HOLINESSE.
  <S @POPE>  @IT MAY BE SO.  @FRIERS PREPARE A DIRGE TO LAY THE FURY
OF THIS GHOST, ONCE AGAINE, MY @LORD FALL TOO.
                      <T SDD>%@THE @POPE CROSSETH HIMSELFE.%
  <T PROSE><S @FAU.>  @WHAT, ARE YOU CROSSING OF YOUR SELFE?
@WELL USE THAT TRICKE NO MORE, @I WOULD ADVISE YOU.
                              <T SDP>%@CROSSE AGAINE.%
<T PROSE>@WELL, THERES THE SECOND TIME, AWARE THE THIRD.
@I GIVE YOU FAIRE WARNING.
      <T SDP>%CROSSE AGAINE, AND @FAUSTUS HITS HIM A BOXE OF THE EARE,%
                        %AND THEY ALL RUNNE AWAY.%
  <T PROSE><S @FAU.>  @COME ON @MEPHASTOPHILIS, WHAT SHALL WE DO?
  <S @ME.>  @NAY @I KNOW NOT, WE SHALBE CURST WITH BELL, BOOKE,
AND CANDLE.
  <S @FAU.>  @HOW?  BELL, BOOKE, AND CANDLE, CANDLE, BOOKE, AND BELL,
@FORWARD AND BACKWARD, TO CURSE @FAUSTUS TO HELL.
@ANON YOU SHAL HEARE A HOGGE GRUNT, A CALFE BLEATE, AND AN
ASSE BRAYE, BECAUSE IT IS @ST. @PETERS HOLY DAY.
             <T SDD>%@ENTER ALL THE @FRIERS TO SING THE @DIRGE.%
  <T VERSE><S @FRIER.>  @COME BRETHREN, LETS ABOUT OUR BUSINESSE WITH GOOD
DEVOTION.
%@SING THIS%.  @CURSED BE HEE THAT STOLE AWAY HIS HOLINESS MEATE
FROM THE TABLE.   %MALEDICAT DOMINUS.%
@CURSED BE HEE THAT STROOKE HIS HOLINESS A BLOWE ON THE FACE.  
     %MALEDICAT DOMINUS.%
@CURSED BE HE THAT TOOKE FRIER %@SANDELO% A BLOW ON THE PATE.  
     %MALE, ETC.%
@CURSED BE HE THAT DISTURBETH OUR HOLY @DIRGE.
     %MALE, ETC.%
@CURSED BE HE THAT TOOKE AWAY HIS HOLINESSE WINE.
     %MALEDICAT DOMINUS.
  %@ET OMNES SANCTO AMEN.%

     <T SDP>%@BEATE THE @FRIERS, AND FLING FIER-WORKES AMONG%
                    %THEM, AND SO @EXEUNT.%

                        <T SDD>%@ENTER @CHORUS.%
<T VERSE>@WHEN @FAUSTUS HAD WITH PLEASURE TANE THE VIEW
@OF RAREST THINGS, AND ROYAL COURTS OF KINGS,
@HEE STAYDE HIS COURSE, AND SO RETURNED HOME.
@WHERE SUCH AS BEARE HIS ABSENCE, BUT WITH GRIEFE,
@I MEANE HIS FRIENDS AND NEAREST COMPANIONS,
@DID GRATULATE HIS SAFETIE WITH KINDE WORDS,
@AND IN THEIR CONFERENCE OF WHAT BEFELL,
@TOUCHING HIS JOURNEY THROUGH THE WORLD AND AYRE,
@THEY PUT FORTH QUESTIONS OF @ASTROLOGIE,
@WHICH @FAUSTUS ANSWERD WITH SUCH LEARNED SKILL,
@AS THEY ADMIRDE AND WONDERED AT HIS WIT.
@NOW IS HIS FAME SPREAD FORTH IN EVERYLAND,
@AMONGST THE REST THE @EMPEROUR IS ONE,
@CAROLUS THE FIRT, AT WHOSE PALLACE NOW
@FAUSTUS IS FEASTED MONGST HIS NOBLEMEN.
@WHAT THERE HE DID IN TRIALL OF HIS ART,
@I LEAVE UNTOLD,  YOUR EYES SHALL SEE PERFORMD.                     <T SDE>%@EXIT.%
         <T SDD>%@ENTER @ROBIN, THE @OSTLER, WITH A BOOKE IN HIS HAND%
  <T PROSE><S @ROBIN.>  @O, THIS IS ADNURABLE!  HERE @I HA @STOLNE ONE OF DOCTOR
@FAUSTUS CONJURING BOOKS, AND IFAITH, I@ MEANE TO SEARCH SOME
CIRCLES FOR MY OWNE USE.  NOW WIL @I MAKE AL THE MAIDENS IN 
OUR PARISH DANCE AT MY PLEASURE STARKES NAKED BEFORE ME, AND 
SO BY THAT MEANES, @I SHAL SEE MORE THEN ERE @I FELT, OR SAW YET.
                <T SDD>%@ENTER @RAFE CALLING @ROBIN.%
  <T PROSE><S @RAFE.>  @ROBIN, PRETHEE COME AWAY, THERE'S A @GENTLEMAN
TARRIES TO HAVE HIS HORSE, AND HE WOULD HAVE HIS THINGS RUBD
AND MADE CLEANE: HE KEEPES SUCH A CHAFING WITH MY MISTRIS 
ABOUT IT, AND SHE HAS SENT ME TO LOOKE THEE OUT, PRETHEE COME 
AWAY.
  <S @ROBIN.>  @KEEPE OUT, KEEP OUT, OR ELSE YOU ARE BLOWNE UP, YOU
ARE DISMEMBRED, @RAFE, KEEPE OUT, FOR @I AM ABOUT A ROARING 
PIECE OF WORKE.
  <S @RAFE.>  @COME, WHAT DOEST THOU WITH THAT SAME BOOKE THOU
CANST NOT READE?
  <S @ROBIN.>  @YES, MY MAISTER AND MISTRIS SHAL FINDE THAT @I CAN
READE, HE FOR HIS FOREHEAD, SHE FOR HER PRIVATE STUDY, SHEE'S
BORNE TO BEARE WITH ME, OR ELSE MY ART FAILES.
  <S @ROBIN.>  @WHAT BOOKE?  WHY THE MOST INTOLLERABLE BOOKE FOR
CONJURING THAT ERE WAS INVENTED BY ANY BRIMSTONE DIVEL.
  <S @RAFE.>  @CANST THOU CONJURE WITH IT?
  <S @ROBIN.>  @I CAN DO AL THESE THINGS EASILY WITH IT: FIRST, @I CAN
MAKE THEE DRUNKE WITH IPOCRASE AT ANY TAVERNE IN @EUROPE 
FOR NOTHING, THAT'S ONE OF MY CONJURING WORKES.
  <S @RAFE.>  @OUR MAISTER @PARSON SAYES THATS NOTHING.
  <S @ROBIN.>  @TRUE @RAFE, AND MORE @RAFE, IF THOU HAST ANY MIND
TO @NAN @SPIT OUR KITCHIN MAIDE, THEN TURNE HER AND WIND HIS 
TO THY OWNE USE, AS OFTEN AS THOU WILT, AND AT MIDNIGHT.
  <S @RAFE.>  @O BRAVE @ROBIN, SHALL @I HAVE @NAN @SPIT, AND TO MINE
OWNE USE?  @ON THAT CONDITION @ILE FEED THY DIVEL WITH HORSE-
BREAD AS LONG AS HE LIVES, OF FREE COST.
  <S @ROBIN.>  @NO MORE SWEETE @RAFE, LETTES GOE AND MAKE CLEANE 
OUR BOOTS WHICH LIE FOULE UPON OUR HANDES, AND THEN TO OUR
CONJURING IN THE DIVELS NAME.           <T SDE>%EXEUNT.%
          <T SDD>%@ENTER @ROBIN AND @RAFE WITH A SILVER @GOBLET.%
  <T PROSE><S @ROBIN.>  @COME @RAFE, DID NOT @I TELL THEE, WE WERE FOREVER
MADE BY THIS DOCTOR @FAUSTUS BOOKE? %ECCE SIGNUM,% HEERES A SIM-
PLE PURCHASE FOR HORSE-KEEPERS, OUR HORSES SHAL EATE NO HAY AS 
LONG AS THIS LASTS.          <T SDD>%ENTER THE @VINTNER.%
  <T PROSE><S @RAFE.>  @BUT @ROBIN, HERE COMES THE VINTNER.
  <S @ROBIN.>  @HUSH, @ILE GUL HIM SUPERNATURALLY: DRAWER, @I
HOPE AL IS PAYD.  @GOD BE WITH YOU, COME @RAFE.
  <S @VINTN.>  @SOFT SIR, A WORD WITH YOU, @I MUST YET HAVE A GOB-
LET PAYDE FROM YOU ERE YOU GOE.
  <S @ROBIN.>  @I A GOBLET @RAFE, @I A GOBLET?  @I SCORNE YOU: AND YOU
ARE BUT A ETC.  @I A GOBLET?  SEARCH ME.
  <S @VINTN.>  @I MEANE SO SIR WITH YOUR FAVOR.
  <S @ROBIN.>  @HOW SAY YOU NOW?
  <S @VINTN.>  @I MUST SAY SOMEWHAT TO YOUR FELLOW, YOU, SIR.
  <S @RAFE.>  @ME SIR, ME SIR, SEARCH YOUR FILL NOW SIR, YOU MAY BE 
ASHAMED TO BURDEN HONEST MEN WITH A MATTER OF TRUTH.
  <S @VINTN.>  @WELL, TONE OF YOU HATH THIS GOBLET ABOUT YOU.
  <S @RO.>  @YOU LIE, @DRAWER TIS AFORE ME: SIRRA YOU, @ILE TEACH YE
TO IMPEACH HONEST MEN STAND BY, @ILE SCOWRE YOU FOR A GOBLET,
STAND ASIDE YOU HAD BEST, @I CHARGE YOU IN THE NAME OF @BELZA-
BUB: LOOKE TO THE GOBLET, @RAFE.
  <S @VINTNER>  @WHAT MEANE YOU SIRRA?
  <S @ROBIN>  @ILE TEL YOU WHAT @I MEANE.      <T SDD<%@HE READES%
<T PROSE>%@SANCTOBULORUM @PERIPHRASTICON:% NAY @ILE TICKLE YOU, VINTNER,
LOOKE TO THE GOBLET @RAFE %@POLYPRAGMOS @BELSEBORAMS FRAMANTO PA-%
%COSTIPHOS TOSTU @MEPHASTOPHILUS, ETC.%
         <T SDD>%@ENTER @MEPHASTOPHILUS: SETS SQUIBS AT THEIR BACKES:%
                              %THEY RUNNE ABOUT.%
  <T PROSE><S @VINTNE.>  %@O NOMINE @DOMINE,% WHAT MEANST THOU, @ROBIN? THOU 
HAST NO GOBLET.
  <S @RAFE.>  %@PECCATUM PECCATORUM,% HEERES THY GOBLET, GOOD @VIN-
TNER.
  <S @ROBIN.>  %@MISERICORDIA PRO NOBIS,% WHAT SHAL @I DOE?  GOOD DIVEL
FORGIVE ME NOW, AND @ILE NEVER ROB THY @LIBRARY MORE.
                <T SDD>%@ENTER TO THEM @MEPH%
  <T PROSE><S @MEPH.>  @VANISH VILAINES, TH'ONE LIKE AN @APE, AN OTHER LIKE
A @BEARE, THE THIRD AN @ASSE, FOR DOING THIS ENTERPRISE.
@MONARCH OF HEL, UNDER WHOSE BLACKE SURVEY
@GREAT @POTENTATES DO KNEELE WITH AWFUL FEARE,
@UPON WHOSE ALTARS THOUSAND SOULES DO LIE,
@HOW AM @I VEXED WITH THESE VILLAINES CHARMES?
@FROM @CONSTANTINOPLE AM @I HITHER COME,
@ONELY FOR PLEASURE OF THESE DAMNED SLAVES.
  <S @ROBIN.>  @HOW, FROM @CONSTANTINOPLE?  YOU HAVE HAD A GREAT
JOURNEY, WIL YOU TAKE SIXE PENCE IN YOUR PURSE TO PAY FOR YOUR
SUPPER AND BE GONE?
  <S @ME.>  @WEL, VILLAINES, FOR YOUR PRESUMPTION, @I TRANSFORME
THEE INTO AN @APE, AND THEE INTO A @DOG, AND SO BE GONE,   <T SDE>%EXIT.%
  <S @ROB.>  @HOW, INTO AN @APE?  THATS BRAVE, @ILE HAVE FINE SPORT
WITH THE BOYES, @ILE GET NUTS AND APPLES ENOW.
  <S @RAFE.>  @AND @I MUST BE A @DOGGE.                    <T SDE>%EXEUNT.%
  <S @ROBIN.>  @I FAITH THY HEAD WIL NEVER BE OUT OF THE POTAGE POT.
                <T SDD>%@ENTER @EMPEROR, @FAUSTUS, AND A @KNIGHT,% 
                                %WITH @ATTENDANTS.%
  <T PROSE><S @EM.>  @MAISTER DOCTOR @FAUSTUS, @I HAVE HEARD STRANGE RE-
PORT OF THY KNOWLEDGE IN THE BLACKE @ARTE, HOW THAT NONE IN 
MY @EMPIRE, NOR IN THE WHOLE WORLD CAN COMPARE WITH THEE,
FOR THE RARE EFFECTS OF @MAGICKE: THEY SAY THOU HAST A FAMILIAR
SPIRIT, BY WHOME THOU CANST ACCOMPLISH WHAT THOU LIST, THIS 
THEREFORE IS MY REQUEST THAT THOU LET ME SEE SOME PROOFE OF THY 
SKIL, THAT MINE EIES MAY BE WITNESSES TO CONFIRME WHAT MINE 
EARES HAVE HEARD REPORTED, AND HERE @I SWEARE TO THEE, BY THE 
HONOR OF MINE @IMPERIAL CROWNE, THAT WHATEVER THOU DOEST, 
THOU SHALT BE NO WAYES PREJUDICED OR INDAMAGED.
  <S @KNIGHT.>  @I FAITH, HE LOOKES MUCH LIKE A CONJURER,     <T SDP>%@ASIDE.%
  <T PROSE><S @FAU.>  @MY GRACIOUS @SOVERAIGNE, THOUGH @I MUST CONFESSE
MY SELFE FAR INFERIOR TO THE REPORT MEN HAVE PUBLISHED, AND
NOTHING ANSWERABLE TO THE HONOR OF YOUR @IMPERIAL MAJESTY,
YET FOR THAT LOVE AND DUETY BINDES ME THEREUNTO, @I AM CON-
TENT TO DO WHATSOEVER YOUR MAJESTY SHALL COMMAND ME.
  <S @EM.>  @THEN DOCTOR @FAUSTUS, MARKE WHAT @I SHALL SAY, @AS
@I WAS SOMETIME SOLITARY SET WITHIN MY @CLOSET, SUNDRY 
THOUGHTS AROSE, ABOUT THE HONOUR OF MINE AUNCESTORS, HOWE
THEY HAD WONNE BY PROWESSE SUCH EXPLOITS, GOT SUCH RICHES, 
SUBDUED SO MANY KINGDOMES, AS WE THAT DO SUCCEEDE, OR THEY 
THAT SHAL HEREAFTER POSSESSE OUR THRONE, SHAL (@I FEARE ME) NE-
VER ATTAINE TO THAT DEGREE OF HIGH RENOWNE AND GREAT AUTHO-
RITIE, AMONGEST WHICH KINGS IS @ALEXANDER THE GREAT, CHIEFE 
SPECTACLE OF THE WORLDES PREHEMINENCE,
@THE BRIGHT SHINING OF WHOSE GLORIOUS ACTES
@LIGHTENS THE WORLD WITH HIS REFLECTING BEAMES,
@AS WHEN @I HEARE BUT MOTION MADE OF HIM,
@IT GRIEVES MY SOULE: @I NEVER SAW THE MAN.
@IF THEREFORE THOU, BY CUNNING OF THINE @ART,
@CANST RAISE THIS MAN FROM HOLLOW VAULTS BELOW,
@WHERE LIES INTOMBDE THIS FAMOUS @CONQUEROUR,
@AND BRING WITH HIM HIS BEAUTEOUS @PARAMOUR,
@BOTH IN THEIR RIGHT SHAPES, GESTURE, AND ATTIRE
@THEY USDE TO WEARE DURING THEIR TIME OF LIFE,
@THOU SHALT BOTH SATISFIE MY JUST DESIRE,
@AND GIVE ME CAUSE TO PRAISE THEE WHILST @I LIVE.
  <S @FAU.>  @MY GRACIOUS @LORD, @I AM READY TO ACCOMPLISH YOUR
REQUEST, SO FARRE FORTH AS BY ART AND POWER OF MY SPIRIT @I AM
ABLE TO PERFORME.
  <S @KNIGHT.> @FAITH THATS JUST NOTHING AT ALL.     <T SDP>%@ASIDE.%    
  <T PROSE><S @FAUS.>  @BUT IF IT LIKE YOUR @GRACE, IT IS NOT IN MY ABILITIE TO 
PRESENT BEFORE YOUR EYES, THE TRUE SUBSTANTIALL BODIES OF THOSE 
TWO DECEASED PRINCES WHICH LONG SINCE ARE CONSUMED TO DUST.
  <S @KNIGHT.>  @I MARRY MASTER DOCTOR, NOW THERES A SIGNE OF GRACE
IN YOU, WHEN YOU WILL CONFESSE THE TRUETH.             <T SDP>%ASIDE.%
  <T PROSE><S @FAU.>  @BUT SUCH SPIRITES AS CAN LIVELY RESEMBLE @ALEXANDER
AND HIS PARAMOUR, SHAL APPEARE BEFORE YOUR @GRACE, IN THAT
MANNER THAT THEY BEST LIV'D IN, IN THEIR MOST FLORISHING ESTATE, 
WHICH @I DOUBT NOT SHAL SUFFICIENTLY CONTENT YOUR @IMPERIALL 
MAJESTY.
  <S @EM.>  @GO TO MAISTER @DOCTOR, LET ME SEE THEM PRESENTLY.
  <S @KN.>  @DO YOU HEARE, MAISTER @DOCTOR?  YOU BRING @ALEXANDER
AND HIS PARAMOUR BEFORE THE EMPEROR?
  <S @FAU.>  @HOW THEN, SIR?
  <S @KN.>  @I FAITH THAT'S AS TRUE AS @DIANA TURNED ME TO A STAG.
  <S @FAU.>  @NO SIR BUT WHEN @ACTAEON DIED, HE LEFT THE HORNES FOR 
YOU: @MEPHASTOPHILIS BE GONE.                 <T SDE>%EXIT @MEPH.%
  <T PROSE><S @KN.>  @NAY, AND YOU GO TO CONJURING, @ILE BE GONE. <T SDE>EXIT @KN:%
  <T PROSE><S @FAU.>  @ILE MEETE WITH YOU ANONE FOR INTERRUPTING ME SO:
HEERE THEY ARE MY GRACIOUS @LORD.

         <T SDD>%@ENTER @MEPH: WITH @ALEXANDER AND HIS PARAMOUR.%

  <T PROSE><S @EMP.>  @MAISTER @DOCTOR, @I HEARD THIS @LADY WHILE SHE LIV'D
HAD A WART OR MOALE IN HER NECKE, HOW SHAL @I KNOW WHETHER
IT BE SO OR NO?
  <S @FAU:>  @YOUR HIGHNES MAY BOLDLY GO AND SEE.    <T SDE>%EXIT ALEX.%
  <T PROSE><S @EMP:>  @SURE THESE ARE NO SPIRITES, BUT THE TRUE SUBSTANTIALL
BODIES OF THOSE TWO DECEASED PRINCES.
  <S @FAU.>  @WILT PLEASE YOUR HIGHNES NOW TO SEND FOR THE KNIGHT
THAT WAS SO PLEASANT WITH ME HERE OF LATE?
  <S @EMP:>  @ONE OF YOU CALL HIM FOORTH.

        <T SDD>%@ENTER THE @KNIGHT WITH A PAIRE OF HORNES ON HIS HEAD.%

  <T PROSE><S @EMP.>  @HOW NOW SIR @KNIGHT?  @WHY, @I HAD THOUGHT THOU
HADST BEENE A BACHELER, BUT NOW @I SEE THOU HAST A WIFE, THAT
NOT ONLY GIVES THEE HORNES, BUT MAKES THEE WEARE THEM, FEELE
ON THY HEAD.
  <S @KN:>  @THOU DAMNED WRETCH, AND EXECRABLE DOGGE,
@BRED IN THE CONCAVE OF SOME MONSTROUS ROCKE:
@HOW DARST THOU THUS ABUSE A @GENTLEMAN?
@VILAINE, @I SAY, UNDO WHAT THOU HAST DONE.
  <S @FAU.>  @O NOT SO FAST SIR, THERES NO HASTE BUT GOOD, ARE YOU
REMEMBRED HOW YOU CROSSED ME IN MY CONFERENCE WITH THE
EMPEROUR?  @I THINKE @I HAVE MET WITH YOU FOR IT.
  <S @EMP.>  @GOOD @MAISTER @DOCTOR, AT MY INTREATY RELEASE HIM,
HE HATH DONE PENANCE SUFFICIENT.
  <S @FAU:>  @MY @GRACIOUS @LORD, NOT SO MUCH FOR THE INJURY HEE
OFFRED ME HERE IN YOUR PRESENCE, AS TO DELIGHT YOU WITH SOME
MIRTH, HATH %@FAUSTUS% WORTHILY REQUITED THIS INJURIOUS KNIGHT.
WHICH BEING ALL @I DESIRE, @I AM CONTENT TO RELEASE HIM OF HIS 
HORNES.  AND, SIR KNIGHT, HEREAFTER SPEAKE WELL OF SCHOLERS: 
@MEPHASTOPHILIS, TRANSFORME HIM STRAIT.  @NOW, MY GOOD @LORD 
HAVING DONE MY DUETY, @I HUMBLY TAKE MY LEAVE.
  <S @EMP.>  @FAREWEL, MAISTER @DOCTOR, YET ERE YOU GOE, EXPECT
FROM ME A BOUNTEOUS REWARD.              <T SDE>%EXIT @EMPEROUR.%
  <T PROSE><S @FAU:>  @NOW @MEPHASTOPHILIS, THE RESTLESSE COURSE THAT TIME
DOTH RUNNE WITH CALME AND SILENT FOOTE,
@SHORTNING MY DAYES AND THRED OF VITALL LIFE,
@CALLS FOR THE PAYMENT OF MY LATEST YEARES,
@THEREFORE SWEET @MEPHASTOPHILIS, LET US MAKE HASTE TO @WER-
TENBERGE.
  <S @ME:>  @WHAT, WIL YOU GOE ON HORSE BACK OR ON FOOTE?
  <S @FAU:>  @NAY, TIL @I AM PAST THIS FAIRE AND PLEASANT GREENE, @ILE
WALKE ON FOOT.                      <T SDD>%@ENTER A @HORSE-CORSER.%
  <T PROSE><S @HORS:>  @I HAVE BEEN AL THIS DAY SEEKING ONE MAISTER FU-
STIAN: MASSE SEE WHERE HE IS, @GOD SAVE YOU, MAISTER DOCTOR.
  <S @FAU.>  @WHAT HORSE-CORSER, YOU ARE WEL MET.
  <S @HORS:>  @DO YOU HEARE, SIR?  @I HAVE BROUGHT YOU FORTY DOL-
LARS FOR YOUR HORSE.
  <S @FAU.>  @I CANNOT SEL HIM SO: IF THOU LIKST HIM FOR FIFTY, TAKE 
HIM.
  <S @HORS:>  @ALAS SIR, @I HAVE NO MORE, @I PRAY YOU SPEAKE FOR
ME.
  <S @ME:>  @I PRAY YOU LET HIM HAVE HIM, HE IS AN HONEST FELOW,
AND HE HAS A GREAT CHARGE, NEITHER WIFE NOR CHILDE.
  <S @FAU:>  @WEL, COME GIVE ME YOUR MONEY, MY BOY WIL DELI-
VER HIM TO YOU: BUT @I MUST TEL YOU ONE THING BEFORE YOU HAVE
HIM: RIDE HIM NOT INTO THE WATER AT ANY HAND.
  <S @HORS:>  @WHY SIR, WIL HE NOT DRINKE OF ALL WATERS?
  <S @FAU.>  @O YES, HE WILL DRINK OF ALL WATERS, BUT RIDE HIM NOT
INTO THE WATER, RIDE HIM OVER HEDGE OR DITCH OR WHERE THOU 
WILT, BUT NOT INTO THE WATER.
  <S @HORS:>  @WEL SIR, @NOW AM @I MADE MAN FOR EVER. @ILE NOT
LEAVE MY HORSE FOR FORTIE: IF HE HAD BUT THE QUALITIE OF HEY
DING, DING, HEY, DING, DING, @IDE MAKE A BRAVE LIVING ON HIM;  
HEE HAS A BUTTOCKE AS SLICKE AS AN @ELE: WEL GOD BUY SIR, YOUR 
BOY WIL DELIVER HIM ME: BUT HARK YE SIR, IF MY HORSE BE SICK, OR 
ILL AT EASE, IF @I BRING HIS WATER TO YOU YOULE TEL ME WHAT IT IS?
                                   <T SDE>%@EXIT @HORSECORSER.%
  <T PROSE><S @FAU.>  @AWAY YOU VILLAINE: WHAT, DOOST THINK @I AM A HORSE-
DOCTOR?  WHAT ART THOU @FAUSTUS BUT A MAN CONDEMND TO DIE?
@THY FATALL TIME DOTH DRAWE TO FINAL ENDE,
@DESPAIRE DOTH DRIVE DISTRUST UNTO MY THOUGHTS,
@CONFOUND THESE PASSIONS WITH A QUIET SLEEPE:
@TUSH, @CHRIST DID CALL THE THIEFE UPON THE @CROSSE,
@THEN REST THEE @FAUSTUS QUIET IN CONCEIT.   <T SDP>%@SLEEPE IN HIS CHAIRE.%

                <T SDD>%@ENTER @HORSECORSER ALL WET, CRYING.%

  <T PROSE><S @HORS.>  @ALAS, ALAS, @DOCTOR @FUSTIAN, QUOTHA, MAS @DOCTOR
@LOPUS WAS NEVER SUCH A @DOCTOR, HAS GIVEN ME A PURGATION, 
HAS PURG'D ME OF FORTY @DOLLERS, @I SHALL NEVER SEE THEM MORE:  
BUT YET, LIKE AN ASSE AS @I WAS, @I WOULD NOT BE RULED BY HIM, 
FOR HE BADE ME @I SHOULD RIDE HIM INTO NO WATER; NOW @I, THIN-
KING MY HORSE HAD HAD SOME RARE QUALITIE THAT HE WOULD NOT 
HAVE HAD ME KNOWNE OF, @I LIKE A VENTROUS YOUTH, RID HIM IN-
TO THE DEEPE POND AT THE TOWNES ENDE, @I WAS NO SOONER IN THE
MIDDLE OF THE POND BUT MY HORSE VANISHT AWAY, AND @I SAT UP-
ON A BOTTLE OF HEY, NEVER SO NEARE DROWNING IN MY LIFE: BUT 
@ILE SEEKE OUT MY @DOCTOR, AND HAVE MY FORTIE DOLLERS AGAINE,
OR @ILE MAKE IT THE DEAREST HORSE: @O YONDER IS HIS SNIPPER
SNAPPER, DO YOU HEARE?  YOU, HEY, PASSE, WHERE'S YOUR 
MAISTER?
  <S @ME.>  @WHY SIR, WHAT WOULD YOU?  YOU CANNOT SPEAK 
WITH HIM.
  <S @HORS.>  @BUT @I WIL SPEAKE WITH HIM.
  <S @ME.>  @WHY HEE'S FAST ASLEEPE, COME SOME OTHER TIME.
  <S @HORS.>  @ILE SPEAKE WITH HIM NOW, OR @ILE BREAKE HIS GLASSE-
WINDOWES ABOUT HIS EARES.
  <S @ME.>  @I TELL THEE HE HAS NOT SLEPT THIS EIGHT NIGHTS.
  <S @HORS.>  @AND HE HAVE NOT SLEPT THIS EIGHT WEEKES @ILE SPEAKE
WITH HIM.
  <S @ME.>  @SEE WHERE HE IS, FAST ASLEEPE.
  <S @HORS.>  @I, THIS IS HE, @GOD SAVE YE MAISTER 
DOCTOR, MAISTER DOCTOR @FUSTIAN, FORTIE DOLLERS, FORTIE DOLLERS
FOR A BOTTLE OF HEY.
  <S @ME.>  @WHY, THOU SEEST HE HEARES THEE NOT.
  <S @HORS.>  @SO, HO, HO: SO, HO, HO.        <T SDP>%@HALLOW IN HIS EARE.%
<T PROSE>@NO, WILL YOU NOT WAKE?  @ILE MAKE YOU WAKE ERE @I GOE.

                       <T SDP>%@PULL HIM BY THE LEGGE, AND PULL IT AWAY.%

<T PROSE>@ALAS, @I AM UNDONE, WHAT SHALL @I DO:
  <S @FAU.>  @O MY LEGGE, MY LEGGE, HELPE @MEPHASTOPHILIS, CALL THE
@OFFICERS, MY LEGGE, MY LEGGE.
  <S @ME.>  @COME VILLAINE TO THE @CONSTABLE.
  <S @HORS.>  @O @LORD SIR, LET ME GOE AND @ILE GIVE YOU FORTIE DOL-
LERS MORE.
  <S @ME.>  @WHERE BE THEY?
  <S @HORS.>  @I HAVE NONE ABOUT ME, COME TO MY @DASTRIE AND @ILE
GIVE THEM YOU.
  <S @ME.>  @BE GONE QUICKLY.        <T SDP>%@HORSECORSER RUNNES AWAY.%
  <T PROSE><S @FAU.>  @WHAT IS HE GONE?  FAREWEL HE, @FAUSTUS HAS HIS LEGGE
AGAINE, AND THE @HORSECORSER @I TAKE IT, A BOTTLE OF HEY FOR HIS
LABOUR; WEL, THIS TRICKE SHAL COST HIM FORTIE DOLLERS MORE.

                      <T SDD>%@ENTER @WAGNER.%

<T PROSE>@HOW NOW, @WAGNER, WHAT'S THE NEWES WITH THEE?
  <S @WAG.>  @SIR, THE @DUKE OF @VANHOLT DOTH EARNESTLY ENTREATE
YOUR COMPANY.
  <S @FAU.>  @THE @DUKE OF @VANHOLT! AN HONORABLE GENTLEMAN, 
TO WHOM @I MUST BE NO NIGGARD OF MY CUNNING, COME, @ME-
PHASTOPHILIS, LET'S AWAY TO HIM.             <T SDE>%EXEUNT.%

              <T SDD>%@ENTER TO THEM THE @DUKE, AND THE @DUTCHES,%
                             %THE @DUKE SPEAKES.%

  <T PROSE><S @DU:>  BELIEVE ME MAISTER DOCTOR, THIS MERRIMENT HATH
MUCH PLEASED ME.
  <S @FAU.>  @MY GRACIOUS @LORD, @I AM GLAD IT CONTENTS YOU SO
WEL: BUT IT MAY BE @MADAME, YOU TAKE NO DELIGHT IN THIS. @I 
HAVE HEARD THAT GREAT BELLIED WOMEN DO LONG FOR SOME DAIN-
TIES OR OTHER, WHAT IS IT, @MADAME?  TELL ME, AND YOU SHAL HAVE 
IT.
  <S @DUTCH.>  @THANKES, GOOD MAISTER DOCTOR,
@AND FOR @I SEE YOUR CURTEOUS INTENT TO PLEASURE ME, @I WIL NOT
HIDE FROM YOU THE THING MY HEART DESIRES, AND WERE IT NOWE 
SUMMER, AS IT IS JANUARY, AND THE DEAD TIME OF WINTER, @I 
WOULD DESIRE NO BETTER MEATE THAN A DITH OF RIPE GRAPES.
  <S @FAU.>  @ALAS @MADAM THAT'S NOTHING.  @MEPHASTOPHILIS, BE
GONE:   <T SDE>%EXIT @MEPH.%   <T PROSE>WERE IT A GREATER THING THEN THIS, SO
IT WOULD CONTENT YOU, YOU SHOULD HAVE IT.                   <T SDD>%ENTER @MEPHASTO: 
<T PROSE>HERE THEY BE MADAM, WILT PLEASE YOU TASTE ON THEM? <T SDD>%WITH THE GRAPES.%
<T PROSE>ON THEM.
  <S @DU:>  @BELEEVE ME MASTER @DOCTOR, THIS MAKES ME WONDER
ABOVE THE REST, THAT BEING IN THE DEAD TIME OF WINTER, AND IN
THE MONTH OF @JANUARY, HOW YOU SHOULD COME BY THESE GRAPES.
  <S @FAU.>  @IF IT LIKE YOUR GRACE, THE YEAR IS DIVIDED INTO TWO 
CIRCLES OVER THE WHOLE WORLDE, THAT WHEN IT IS HEERE WINTER
WITH US, IN THE CONTRARY CIRCLE IT IS SUMMER WITH THEM, AS IN 
@INDIA, @SABA, AND FARTHER COUNTRIES IN THE @EAST, AND BY MEANES 
OF A SWIFT SPIRIT THAT @I HAVE, @I HAD THEM BROUGHT HITHER, AS YE 
SEE, HOW DO YOU LIKE THEM @MADAME, BE THEY GOOD?
  <S @DUT:>  @BELEEVE ME @MAISTER DOCTOR, THEY BE THE BEST GRAPES
THAT EER @I TASTED IN MY LIFE BEFORE.
  <S @FAU:>  @I AM GLAD THEY CONTENT YOU SO @MADAM.
  <S @DU:>  @COME @MADAME, LET US IN, WHERE YOU YOU MUST WEL RE-
WARD THIS LEARNED MAN FOR THE GREAT KINDNES HE HATH SHEWD
TO YOU.
  <S @DU:>  @AND SO @I WIL, MY @LORD, AND WHILST @I LIVE,
@REST BEHOLDING FOR THIS CURTESIE.
  <S @FAU.>  @I HUMBLY THANKE YOUR @GRACE.
  <S @DU:>  @COME, MAISTER @DOCTOR FOLLOW US, AND RECEIVE YOUR
REWARD.                                   <T SDE>%EXEUNT.%
                       <T SDD>%ENTER @WAGNER SOLUS.%
  <T VERSE><S @WAG.>  @I THINKE MY MAISTER MEANES TO DIE SHORTLY,
@FOR HE HATH GIVEN TO ME AL HIS GOODES,
@AND YET ME THINKES, IF THAT DEATH WERE NEERE,
@HE WOULD NOT BANQUET, AND CAROUSE, AND SWILL
@AMONGST THE @STUDENTS, AS EVEN NOW HE DOTH,
@WHO ARE AT SUPPER WITH SUCH BELLY-CHEERE,
@AS @WAGNER NERE BEHELD IN ALL HIS LIFE.
@SEE WHERE THEY COME: BELIKE THE FEAST IS ENDED.

           <T SDD>%@ENTER @FAUSTUS WITH TWO OR THREE @SCHOLARS.%

  <T VERSE><S I. @SCH.>  @MAISTER @DOCTOR @FAUSTUS, SINCE OUR CONFERENCE A-
BOUT FAIRE @LADIES, WHICH WAS THE BEUTIFULST IN ALL THE WORLD,
WE HAVE DETERMINED WITH OUR SELVES, THAT @HELEN OF @GREECE 
WAS THE ADMIRABLEST @LADY THAT EVER LIVED: THEREFORE MASTER 
@DOCTOR, IF YOU WIL DO US THAT FAVOR, AS TO LET US SEE THAT PEERE-
LESSE @DAME OF @GREECE, WHOME ALL THE WORLD ADMIRES FOR MA-
JESTY, WEE SHOULD THINKE OUR SELVES MUCH BEHOLDING UNTO 
YOU.
  <S @FAU.>  @GENTLEMEN, FOR THAT @I KNOW YOUR FRIENDSHIP IS UN-
FAINED, AND @FAUSTUS CUSTOME IS NOT TO DEVIE THE JUST REQUESTS
OF THOSE THAT WISH HIM WELL, YOU SHALL BEHOLD THAT PEARELESSE 
@DAME OF @GREECE, NO OTHERWAIES FOR POMPE AND MAJESTIE, THEN
WHEN SIR @PARIS CROSST THE SEAS WITH HER, AND BROUGHT THE SPOILES 
TO RICH @DARDANIA. BE SILENT THEN, FOR DANGER IS IN WORDS.

           <T SDD>%@MUSICKE SOUNDS, AND @HELEN PASSETH OVER THE @STAGE.%

  <T VERSE><S 2.@SCH.>  @TOO SIMPLE IS MY WIT TO TELL HER PRAISE,
@WHOM ALL THE WORLD ADMIRES FOR MAJESTIE.
  <S 3.@SCH.>  @NO MARVEL THOUGH THE ANGRY @GREEKES PURSUED
@WITH TENNE YEARES WARRE THE RAPE OF SUCH A QUEENE,
@WHOSE HEAVENLY BEAUTY PASSETH ALL COMPARE,
  <S 1.>  @SINCE WE HAVE SEENE THE PRIDE OF NATURE'S WORKES,
@AND ONELY PARAGON OF EXCELLENCE,                       <T SDD>%@ENTER AN%
<T VERSE>@LET US DEPART, AND FOR THIS GLORIOUS DEED     <T SDD>%OLD MAN.%
<T VERSE>@HAPPY AND BLEST BE @FAUSTUS EVERMORE.
  <S @FAU.>  @GENTLEMEN FAREWEL, THE SAME @I WISH TO YOU.
                             <T SDE>%@EXEUNT @SCHOLLERS.%
  <T VERSE><S @OLD.>  @AH @DOCTOR @FAUSTUS, THAT @I MIGHT PREVAILE,
@TO GUIDE THY STEPS UNTO THE WAY OF LIFE,
@BY WHICH SWEETE PATH THOU MAIST ATTAINE THE GOLE
@THAT SHALL CONDUCT THEE TO CELESTIAL REST.
@BREAKE HEART, DROP BLOUD, AND MINGLE IT WITH TEARES,
@TEARES FALLING FROM REPENTANT HEAVINESSE
@OF THY MOST VILDE AND LOATHSOME FILTHINESSE,
@THE STENCH WHEREOF CORRUPTS THE INWARD SOULE.
@WITH SUCH FLAGITIOUS CRIMES OF HAINOUS SINNES,
@AS NO COMMISERATION MAY EXPEL,
@BUT MERCIE @FAUSTUS, OF THY @SAVIOUR SWEETE,
@WHOSE BLOUD ALONE MUST WASH AWAY THY GUILT.
  <S @FAU.>  @WHERE ART THOU @FAUSTUS?  WRETCH, WHAT HAST THOU
@DAMND ART THOU @FAUSTUS, DAMND, DISPAIRE AND DIE,    (DONE?
@HELL CALLS FOR RIGHT, AND WITH A ROARING VOYCE
@SAYES, @FAUSTUS COME, THINE HOURE IS COME,        <T SDP>%@MEPHA. GIVES:
<T VERSE>@AND @FAUSTUS WILL COME TO DO THEE RIGHT. <T SDP>%HIM A DAGGER.%
  <T VERSE><S @OLD.>  @AH STAY GOOD @FAUSTUS, STAY THY DESPERATE STEPS,
@I SEE AN @ANGELL HOVERS ORE THY HEAD,
@AND WITH A VIOLL FULL OF PRECIOUS GRACE,
@OFFERS TO POWRE THE SAME INTO THY SOULE,
@THEN CALL FOR MERCIE AND AVOY DISPAIRE.
  <S @FAU.>  @AH MY SWEETE FRIEND, @I FEELE THY WORDS
@TO COMFORT MY DISTRESSED SOULE,
@LEAVE ME A WHILE TO PONDER ON MY SINNES.
  <S @OLD.>  @I GOE SWEETE @FAUSTUS, BUT WITH HEAVY CHEARE,
FEARING THE RUINE OF THY HOPELESS SOULE.
  <S @FAU.>  @ACCURSED @FAUSTUS, WHERE IS MERCIE NOW?
@I DO REPENT, AND YET @I DO DISPAIRE:
@HELL STRIVES WITH GRACE FOR CONQUEST IN MY BREAST,
@WHAT SHAL @I DO TO SHUN THE SNARES OF DEATH?
  <S @ME.>  @THOU TRAITOR @FAUSTUS, @I ARREST THY SOULE
@FOR DISOBEDIENCE TO MY SOVERAIGNE @LORD,
@REVOLT, OR @ILE IN PEECE-MEALE TEARE THY FLESH.
  <S @FAU.>  @SWEETE @MEPHASTOPHILIS, INTREATE THY @LORD
@TO PARDON MY UNJUST PRESUMPTION,
@AND WITH MY BLOOD AGAINE @I WILL CONFIRME
@MY FORMER VOW @I MADE TO @LUCIFER.
  <S @ME.>  @DO IT THEN QUICKELY, WITH UNFAIGNED HEART,
@LEST GREATER DANGER DO ATTEND THY DRIFT.
  <S @FAU.>  @TORMENT SWEETE FRIEND, THAT BASE AND CROOKED AGE,
@THAT DURST DISSUADE ME FROM THY @LUCIFER,
@WITH GREATEST TORMENTS THAT OUR HEL AFFORDS.
  <S @ME.>  @HIS FAITH IS GREAT, @I CANNOT TOUCH HIS SOULE,
@BUT WHAT @I MAY AFFLICT HIS BODY WITH,
@I WIL ATTEMPT, WHICH IS BUT LITTLE WORTH.
  <S @FAU:>  @ONE THING, GOOD SERVANT, LET ME CRAVE OF THEE
@TO GLUT THE LONGING OF MY HEARTS DESIRE,
@THAT @I MIGHT HAVE UNTO MY PARAMOUR,
@THAT HEAVENLY @HELEN WHICH @I SAW OF LATE,
@WHOSE SWEETE IMBRACINGS MAY EXTINGUISH CLEANE
@THESE THOUGHTS THAT DO DISSWADE ME FROM MY VOW,
@AND KEEPE MINE OATH @I MADE TO @LUCIFER.
  <S @ME.>  @FAUSTUS, THIS, OR WHAT ELSE THOU SHALT DESIRE,
@SHALBE PERFORMDE IN TWINKLING OF AN EYE.               <T SDD>%ENTER @HELEN.%
  <T VERSE><S @FAU.>  @WAS THIS THE FACE THAT LAUNCHED A THOUSAND SHIPPES?
@AND BURNT THE TOPLESSE @TOWERS OF @ILIUM?
@SWEETE @HELEN, MAKE ME IMMORTALL WITH A KISSE:
@HER LIPS SUCKES FORTH MY SOULE, SEE WHERE IT FLIES:
@COME @HELEN, COME GIVE ME MY SOULE AGAINE.
@HERE WIL @I DWEL, FOR HEAVEN BE IN THESE LIPS,
@AND ALL IS DROSSE THAT IS NOT @HELENA:        <T SDD>%ENTER OLD MAN%
<T VERSE>@I WILL BE @PARIS, AND FOR LOVE OF THEE,
@INSTEADE OF %@TROY% SHALL %@WERTENBERGE% BE SACKT,
@AND @I WIL COMBATE WITH WEAKE @MENELAUS
@AND WEARE THY COLOURS ON MY PLUMED @CREST:
@YEA @I WIL WOUND @ACHILLIS IN THE HEELE,
@AND THEN RETURNE TO @HELEN FOR A KISSE.
@O THOU ART FAIRER THAN THE EVENING AIRE,
@CLAD IN THE BEAUTY OF A THOUSAND STARRES,
@BRIGHTER ART THOU THAN FLAMING @JUPITER,
@WHEN HE APPEARD TO HAPLESSE @SEMELE,
@MORE LOVELY THAN THE MONARKE OF THE SKIE
@IN WANTON @ARETHUSAES AZURDE ARMES,
@AND NONE BUT THOU SHALT BE MY PARAMOUR.   <T SDE>%@EXEUNT.%
  <T VERSE><S @OLD MAN.>  @ACCURSED @FAUSTUS, MISERABLE MAN,
@THAT FROM THY SOULE EXCLUDST THE GRACE OF HEAVEN,
@AND FLIEST THE THRONE OF HIS TRIBUNALL SEATE,
                       <T SDD>%@ENTER THE @DIVELLES.%
<T VERSE>@SATAN BEGINS TO SIFT ME WITH HIS PRIDE,
@AS IN THIS FURNACE @GOD SHAL TRY MY FAITH,
@MY FAITH, VILE HEL, SHALL TRIUMPH OVER THEE,
@AMBITIOUS FIENDS, SEE HOW THE HEAVENS SMILES
@AT YOUR REPULSE, AND LAUGHS YOUR STATE TO SCORNE,
@HENCE HEL, FOR HENCE @I FLIE UNTO MY @GOD.          <T SDE>%@EXEUNT.%

              <T SDD>%@ENTER @FAUSTUS WITH THE @SCHOLLERS.%

  <T PROSE><S @FAU:>  @AH @GENTLEMEN!
  <S 1.@SCH:>  @WHAT AILES @FAUSTUS?
  <S @FAU:>  @AH MY SWEETE CHAMBER-FELLOW! HAD @I LIVED WITH
THEE, THEN HAD @I LIVED STIL, BUT NOW @I DIE ETERNALLY: LOOKE,
COMES HE NOT?  COMES HE NOT?
  <S 2.@SCH:>  @WHAT MEANES @FAUSTUS?
  <S 3.@SCHOLLER>  @BELIKE HE IS GROWNE INTO SOME SICKNESSE, BY 
BEING OVER SOLITARY.
  <S 1.@SCH:>  @IF IT BE SO, WEELE HAVE @PHYSICIANS TO CURE HIM,
TIS BUT A SURFFET, NEVER FEARE MAN.
  <S @FAU:>  @A SURFFET OF DEADLY SINNE THAT HATH DAMND BOTH BODY
AND SOULE.
  <S 2.@SCH:>  @YET @FAUSTUS LOOKE UP TO HEAVEN, REMEMBER GODS
MERCIES ARE INFINITE.
  <S @FAU.>  @BUT @FAUSTUS OFFENCE CAN NERE BE PARDONED,
@THE @SERPENT THAT TEMPTED @EVE MAY BE SAVED, 
@BUT NOT @FAUSTUS: @AH @GENTLEMEN, HEARE ME WITH PATIENCE, 
AND TREMBLE NOT AT MY SPEECHES, THOUGH MY HEART PANTS AND
QUIVERS TO REMEMBER THAT @I HAVE BEENE A STUDENT HERE THESE
THIRTY YEERES, @O WOULD @I HAD NEVER SEENE @WERTENBERGE, NE-
VER READ BOOKE: AND WHAT WONDERS @I HAVE DONE, AL @GERMANY
CAN WITNESSES, YEA ALL THE WORLD, FOR WHICH @FAUSTUS HATH LOST
BOTH @GERMANY AND THE WORLD, YEA HEAVEN IT SELFE, HEAVEN THE 
SEATE OF @GOD, THE THRONE OF THE BLESSED, THE KINGDOME OF JOY, 
AND MUST REMAINE IN HEL FOR EVER, HEL, AH HEL FOR EVER, SWEETE 
FRIENDS, WHAT SHALL BECOME OF @FAUSTUS, BEING IN HEL FOR EVER?
  <S 3.@SCH.>  @YET @FAUSTUS CALL ON @GOD.
  <S @FAU.>  @ON @GOD WHOME @FAUSTUS HATH ABJURDE, ON @GOD, 
WHOME @FAUSTUS HATH BLASPHEMED, AH, MY @GOD, @I WOULDE 
WEEPE, BUT THE DIVEL DRAWES IN MY TEARES, GUSH FORTH BLOUD,
INSTEADE OF TEARES, YEA LIFE AND SOULE, @OH HE STAYES MY TONG,
@I WOULD LIFT UP MY HANDS, BUT SEE, THEY HOLD THEM, THEM HOLD 
THEM.
  <S @ALL.>  @WHO @FAUSTUS?
  <S @FAU.>  @LUCIFER AND @MEPHASTOPHILIS.
@AH @GENTLEMEN! @I GAVE THEM MY SOULE FOR MY CUNNING.
  <S @ALL.>  @GOD FORBID.
  <S @FAU.>  @GOD FORBADE IT INDEEDE, BUT @FAUSTUS HATH DONE IT:
FOR VAINE PLEASURE OF 24.YEARES, HATH @FAUSTUS LOST ETERNALL
JOY AND FELICITIE, @I WRIT THEM A BILL WITH MINE OWNE BLOUD,
THE DATE IS EXPIRED, THE TIME WILL COME AND HE WIL FETCH MEE.
  <S 1.@SCHOL.>  @WHY DID NOT @FAUSTUS TEL US OF THIS BEFORE, THAT
DIVINES MIGHT HAVE PRAYED FOR THEE?
  <S @FAU.>  @OFT HAVE @I THOUGHT TO HAVE DONE SO, BUT THE DIVELL
THREATNED TO TEARE MEE IN PEECES, IF @I NAMDE @GOD, TO FETCH
BOTH BODY AND SOULE, IF @I ONCE GAVE EARE TO DIVINITIE: AND
NOW TIS TOO LATE: @GENTLEMEN AWAY, LEST YOU PERISH WITH ME.
  <S 2.@SCH.>  @O WHAT SHAL WE DO TO @FAUSTUS?
  <S @FAUTUS.>  @TALKE NOT OF ME, BUT SAVE YOUR SELVES, AND DE-
PART.
  <S 3.@SCH.>  @GOD WIL STRENGTHEN ME, @I WIL STAY WITH @FAU-
STUS.
  <S 1.@SCH.>  @TEMPT NOT @GOD, SWEETE FRIEND, BUT LET US INTO THE
NEXT ROOME, AND THERE PRAY FOR HIM.
  <S @FAU.>  @I PRAY FOR ME, PRAY FOR ME, AND WHAT NOYSE SOEVER
YEE HEARE, COME NOT UNTO ME, FOR NOTHING CAN RESCUE ME.
  <S 2.@SCH.>  @PRAY THOU, AND WE WIL PRAY THAT @GOD MAY HAVE
MERCY UPON THEE.
  <S @FAU.>  @GENTLEMEN FAREWEL, IF @I LIVE TIL MORNING, @ILE VISITE
YOU: IF NOT, @FAUSTUS IS GONE TO HEL.
  <S @ALL.>  @FAUSTUS, FAREWEL.               <T SDE>%@EXEUNT @SCH%
                      %THE CLOCKE STRIKES ELEAVEN.%
  <T VERSE><S @FAU.>  @AH @FAUSTUS,
@NOW HAST THOU BUT ONE BARE HOWER TO LIVE,
@AND THEN THOU MUST BE DAMND PERPETUALLY:
@STAND STIL, YOU EVER MOOVING SPHERES OF HEAVEN,
@THAT TIME MAY CEASE, AND MIDNIGHT NEVER COME:
@FAIRE @NATURES EYE, RISE, RISE AGAINE, AND MAKE
@PERPETUALL DAY, OR LET THIS HOURE BE BUT A YEERE,
@A MONETH, A WEEKE, A NATURALL DAY,
@THAT @FAUSTUS MAY REPENT AND SAVE HIS SOULE,
%@O LENTE LENTE CURITE NOCTIS EQUI:%
@THE @STARRES MOOVE STIL, TIME RUNS, THE CLOCKE WIL STRIKE,
@THE DEVIL WIL COME, AND @FAUSTUS MUST BE DAMND.
@O @ILE LEAPE UP TO MY @GOD: WHO PULLES ME DOWNE?
@SEE SEE WHERE @CHRIST'S BLOOD STREAMES IN THE FIRMAMENT,
@ONE DROP WOULD SAVE MY SOULE, HALFE A DROP, AH MY @CHRIST,
@AH REND NOT MY HEART FOR NAMING OF MY @CHRIST,
@YET WIL @I CALL ON HIM, OH SPARE ME, @LUCIFER!
@WHERE IS IT NOW?  'TIS GONE: 
@AND SEE WHERE @GOD STRETCHETH OUT HIS ARME,
@MOUNTAINES AND HILLES, COME COME, AND FALL ON ME,
@AND HIDE ME FROM THE HEAVY WRATH OF @GOD.
@NO NO, THEN WIL @I HEADLONG RUNNE INTO THE EARTH:
@EARTH GAPE, @O NO, IT WIL NOT HARBOUR ME:
@YOU STARRES THAT REIGND AT MY NATIVITIE,
@WHOSE INFLUENCE HATH ALOTTED DEATH AND HEL,
@NOW DRAW UP @FAUSTUS LIKE A FOGGY MIST,
@INTO THE INTRAILES OF YON LABRING CLOUDE,
@THAT WHEN YOU VOMITE FOORTH INTO THE AYRE,
@MY LIMBES MAY ISSUE FROM YOUR SMOAKY MOUTHES,
@SO THAT MY SOULE MAY BUT ASCEND TO HEAVEN:
@AH, HALFE THE HOUR IS PAST:        <T SDP>%@THE WATCH STRIKES.%
<T VERSE>@TWILL ALL BE PAST ANONE:
@OH @GOD, IF THOU WILT NOT HAVE MERCY ON MY SOULE,
@YET FOR @CHRISTS SAKE, WHOSE BLOUD HATH RANSOMD ME,
@IMPOSE SOME END TO MY INCESSANT PAINE,
@LET @FAUSTUS LIVE IN HEL A THOUSAND YEERES,
@A HUNDRED THOUSAND, AND AT LAST BE SAV'D.
@O NO END IS LIMITED TO DAMNED SOULES,
@WHY WERT THOU NOT A CREATURE WANTING SOULE?
@OR, WHY IS THIS IMMORTALL THAT THOU HAST?
@AH @PYTHAGORAS %METEM JU COSSIC% WERE THAT TRUE,
@THIS SOULE SHOULD FLIE FROM ME, AND @I BE CHANGDE
@UNTO SOME BRUTISH BEAST: AL BEASTS ARE HAPPY, FOR WHEN THEY 
@THEIR SOULES ARE SOONE DISSOLVD IN ELEMENTS,          (DIE,
@BUT MINE MUST LIVE STILL TO BE PLAGDE IN HEL:
@CURST BE THE PARENTS THAT INGENDRED ME:
@NO @FAUSTUS, CURSE THY SELFE, CURSE @LUCIFER,
@THAT HATH DEPRIVDE THEE OF THE JOYES OF HEAVEN:
                <T SDP>%@THE CLOCK STRIKETH TWELVE.%
<T VERSE>@O IT STRIKES, IT STRIKES, NOW BODY TURNE TO AYRE,
@OR @LUCIFER WIL BEARE THEE QUICKELY TO HEL:
                    <T SDP>%@THUNDER AND LIGHTNING.%
<T VERSE>@OH @SOULE, BE CHANGED INTO LITTLE WATER DROPS,
@AND FAL INTO THE @OCEAN, NERE BE FOUND:
@MY @GOD, MY @GOD, LOOKE NOT SO FIERCE ON ME:            <T SDD>%@ENTER DIVELS.%
<T VERSE>@ADDERS, AND @SERPENTS, LET ME BREATHE A WHILE:
@UGLY HELL GAPE NOT, COME NOT @LUCIFER,
@ILE BURNE MY BOOKES, AH, @MEPHASTOPHILIS            <T SDE>%EXEUNT% WITH HIM

                        <T SDD>%@ENTER @CHORUS.%

  <T VERSE><S @CHOR.>  @CUT IS THE BRANCH THAT MIGHT HAVE GROWNE FUL STRAIGHT,
@AND BURNED IS @APOLLOES @LAUREL BOUGH,
@THAT SOMETIME GREW WITHIN THIS LEARNED MAN:
@FAUSTUS IS GONE, REGARD HIS HELLISH FALL,
@WHOSE FIENDFUL FORTUNE MAY EXHORT THE WISE,
@ONELY TO WONDER AT UNLAWFUL THINGS,
@WHOSE DEEPNESSE DOTH INTICE SUCH FORWARD WITS,
@TO PRACTICE MORE THAN HEAVENLY POWER PERMITS.

     %@TERMINAT HORA DIEM, @TERMINAT @AUTHOR OPUS.%