Mephostopholis Scar. Wee 'd know how Dr. Faustus does Meph. Well Scar. When comes he home Meph. Within Two Days Scar. What was he doing when you left him Meph. He was at Supper eating good Chear Har. Good Mr. Devil tell him we are almost starv'd and desire him to send us some of his good Chear Meph. Is that all Har. Some Wine too Meph. What else Har. What else Why if Fornication been't against your Commandments we would have some live Flesh a handsom Wench Scar. Only for a third Person and please your Damnatâ—on Meph. You shall have your Desires Har. We desire your Mephostopholiship too not to let us stay the Roasting and Boiling of any thing For we are as Eager as the Wine in Smithâ—ield and want no whetting Meph. You shall Scaramouche and Harlequin pull off their Caps Now if your mighty Darkness would please to Retire Meph. Farewell Vanish Scaramouche steps out of the Circle and strâ—ts about Scar. Now how do you like my Art Har. O rare Art O divine Mr. Doctor Scaramouche If the Devil be as good as his Word I 'll owe him a good Turn as long as I live But I wish our third Person would come A Giant rises â—â—a What 's here Gi. I am sent by Pluto to bear you Company Har. Is this his third Person Or is it Three Generations in One Come you from Guild-hall Sir Gi. No Mortal from the Stygian Lake I am the Giant which St. George destroy'd and in the Earth have been decaying ever since but now am come to Eat with you Scar. To pick up your Crâ—ms Sir You 'r heartily Welcome Scaramouche gets upon Harlequin and salutes him Gi. I have lain now within the Stygian Lake 2000 Years Scar. Your Honour is not much shrunk in the Wetting Gi. But we loose Time and Dinner cools Har. Where is it Gi. In the next Room Scar. Will it please your Lustiness to lead the Way Har. Will it please you then to make way for him Gi. I can divide my self to serve my Friends Giant leaps in two Breeches be you my Page and follow me Harleq and Scaram complement the Breeches Exeunt SCENE draws and discovers a Table furnished with Bottles of Wine and a Venisâ—n Pasty a Pot of wild Fowl c. Enter Scaramouche Giant and Harlequin Har. O heavenly Apparition Scar. Come let 's sit down The upper part of the Giant slies up and the under sinks and discovers a Woman in the Room Harlequin and Scaramouche start Scar. Ha! What 's here a Woman Har. O happy Change Madam with your good Leave Kisses Scar. Never too late in good Breeding Kisses Rare Wench And us Luscious as Pig-saucâ— Har. Heav'n be prais'd for all Woman sinks a Flash of Lightning Scar. Your unseasonable Thankfulness has rob'd us of our Strumpet Har. No matter no matter we shall meet her in the Cloisters after the Fair. Come let 's fall too They put their Caps before their Faces Ha! Scar. The Table runs away from us Har. We 'll bestow the Pains to follow it again this I see is a running Banquet They put their Caps on again the Table removes Scar. I have found the Secret We must not say Grace at the Devil's Feast Har. Come then let 's fall too San's Ceremony Will you be Carver Scar. Every one for himself I say Har. Ay every one for himself and God for us all Table â—â—ies up into thâ— Air. Scar. A Plague o' your Proverb it has a Word in 't must not be named Har. Ah Mr. Doctor do but intreat Mr. Mephostopholis to let the Table down to us or send us tothat and I 'll he his Servant as long as I live They are hoisted up to the Table Scar. and Har. Oh oh oh Scar. Now have a care of another Proverb We go without our Supper Har. Nay now I know the Devil's Humour I 'll hit him to a Hair Pray Mr. Doctor cut up that Pasty Scar. I can't get my Knife into it 't is over-bak'd Har. Ay 't is often so God sends Meat and the Devil sends Cooks Table â—â—ies down Scar. Thou Varlet dost thou see what thy Proverb has done Har. Now could I curse my Grand-mother for she taught 'em me Well if sweet Mephostopholis will be so kind as but to let us and the Table come together again I 'll promise never to say Grace or speak Proverb more as long as I live They are let down to the Table Scar. Your Prayers are heard now be careful for if I lose my Supper by thy Negligence I 'll cut thy Throat Har. Do and eat me when you have doâ—e I am damnably hungry I 'll cut open this Pasty while you open that Pot of wild Fowl Harlequin takes off the Lid of the Pasty and a Stag's Head peeps out and out of the Pot of Fowl â—â—iâ—s Birds Harlequin and Scaramouche â—â—art back sall over their Chairs and get up Har. Here 's the Nest but the Birds are flown Here 's Wine though and now I 'll conjure for a Supper I have a Sallad within of my own Garhering in the Fields to Day Scar. Fetch it in Bread Wine and a Sallad may serve for a Collation Enter Harlequin with a Tray of Sallad Har. Come no Ceremony among Friends Bon. fro Scar. Sallad mal adjuste here 's neither Fat nor Lean. Har. O Mr. Doctor neither Fat nor Lean in a Sallad Scar. Neither Oyl nor Vinegar Har. Oh! I 'll fetch you that presently Harlequin fetches a Chamber-pot of Piss and a Lamp of oyl and pours on the Sallad Scar. O thy Sallad is nothing but Thistles and Netles and thy Oyl stinks worse than Arseâ—etito Har. Bread and Wine be our Fare Ha! the Bread's alive Bread stirs Scar. Or the Devil 's in 't Hey again Bread sinks Har. My Belly 's as empty as a Beggar 's Purse Scar. And mine as full of Wind as a Trumpeter's Cheeks Table sinks and Flash of Lightning But since we can't Eat let 's Drink Come here 's Dr. Faustus's Health Har. Ay come God bless Dr. Faustus Bottles fly up and the Table sinks Scar. What all gone Here 's a Banquet stole away like a City Feast Musick Har. Ha! here 's Musick to delight us Two Chairs rises Harlequin and Scaramouche sits down and are caught fast Scar. Ha! the Devil We are lock'd in Har. As fast as a Counter Rat. Enter several Devils who black Harlequin and Scaramouche's Faces and then squirt Milk upon them After the Dance they both sink Scar. and Har. O' o o' The End of the Second Act. ACT III. SCENE a Wood. Mephostopholis and Dr. Faustus Faust. HOW have I been delighted by thy Art and in Twelve Years have seen the utmost Limits of the spacious World seasted my self with all Varieties pleasur'd my Fancy with my Magick Art and liv'd sole Lord o'er every Thing I wish'd for Meph. Ay Faustus is it not a splendid Life Faust. It is my Spirit but prithee now retire while I repose
all the Indies Ganges shall be mine Good An. No Faustus everlasting Tortures shall be thine Bad An. No Faustus everlasting Glory shall be thine The World shall raise a Statue of thy Name And on it write This this is he that could commandâ— the World Good Angel ascends bad Angel descends Faust. Command the World Ay Faustus think on that Why streams not then my Blood that I may write Faustus gives to thee his Soul Oh! there it stops Why shouldst thou not Is not thy Soul thy own Enter Mephostopholis with a Chaâ—er of Fire Meph. See Faustus here is Fire set it on Faust. So now the Blood begins to clear again Meph. What is 't I would not do to obtain his Soul Faust. Consummatum ect the Bill is ended But what is this Inscription on my Arm Homo fuge Whether shall I fly My Senses are deceiv'd here 's nothing writ O yes I see it plain even here is writ Homo fuge yet shall not Faustus sly I 'll call up something to delight his Mind Song Mephostopholis waves his Wand Enter several Devils who present Crowns to Faustus and after a Dance vanish Faust. What means this then Meph. 'T is to delight thy Mind and let thee see What Magick can perform Faust. And may I raise such Spirits when I please Meph. Ay Faustus and do greater Things than these Faust. Then Mephostopholis receive this Deed of Giâ—t But yet Conditionally that thou perform all Covenants and Articles herein subscribed Meph. I swear by Hell and Lucifer to effect all Promises between us both Faust. Then take it Meph. Do you deliver it as your Deed and Giâ—t Faust. Ay and the Devil do you good on 't Meph. So now Faustus ask what thou wilt Faust. Then let me have a Wife Faustus waves his Wand and a Woman Devil rises Fire-works about whirles round and sinks Faust. What sight is this Meph. Now Faustus wilt thou have a Wife Faust. Here 's a hot Whore indeed I 'll have no Wife Meph. Marriage is but a Ceremonial Toy I 'll cull thee out the fairest Curtezans And bring 'em every Morning to thy Bed She whom thy Eye shall like thy Heart shall have Faust. Then Mephostopholis let me behold the Famous Hellen who was the Occasion of great Troys Destruction Meph. Faustus thou shalt Waves his Wand enters Faust. O Mephostopholis what would I give to gain a Kiss from off those lovely Lips Meph. Faustus thou may'st He kisses her Faust. My Soul is fled come Hellen come give me my Soul again she 's gon He goes to kiss her again and she sinks Meph. Women are shy you know at the first Sight but come Faustus command me somewhat else Faust. Then tell me is Hell so terrible as Church-men write it Meph. No Faustus 't is Glorious as the upper World but that we have Night and Day as you have here Above there 's no Night Faust. Why sighs my Mephostopholis I think Hell 's a meer Fable Meph. Ay think so still Faust. Tell me who made the World Meph. I will not Faust. Sweet Mephosâ— Meph. Move me no further Faust. Villain have I not bound thee to tell me any Thing Meph. That 's not against our Kingdom this is Thou are Lost think thou of Hell Faust. Think Faustus upon him that made the World Meph. Remember this Sinks Faust. Ay go accursed Spirit to ugly Hell 'T is thou hast damn'd distressed Faustus Soul I will Repent Ha! Goes to his Books This Bible's fast but here 's another They both fly out ofâ—s Hand and a â—â—aming Thing appears written c. Is 't not too late Ring Good and bad descend Bad An. Too late Good An. Never too late if Faustus will repent Bad An. Faustus behold behold thy Deed if thou râ—pent Devils will tear thee in Pieces Good An. Repent and they shall never raze thy Skin Scene shâ—ts Ang. ascends Scene changes to the Street Enter Harlequin Harl. This must be Mr. Doctor 's House I 'll make â—old to knock My Heart fails me already Harlequin opens the Door peeps about and shâ—ts it I begin to tremble at the Thoughts of seeing the Devil Knâ—â—ks again Here 's a great Resort of Devils the very Doors smell of Brimstone I 'll e'en back No I 'll be a Man of Resolution But if Mr. Doctor should send a Familiar to open the Door in what Language should I speak to the Devil Knocks Enter Scaramouche Scar. peeping This is some malicious Spirit that will not let me alone at my Study but I 'll go in and conn my Book Exit Harl. I believe Mr. Doctor is very Busy but I 'll rap this time with Authority Harlequin raps at the Door Scaramouche peeps out Harlequin strikes him and jumps back runs frighted off Scene changes to a Room in the Doctor 's House Enter Scaramouche with a Book in the Doctor 's Gown Scar. I have left the Door open to save the Devil the labour of Knocking if he has a mind to come in For I am resolved not to stir from my Book I found it in the Doctor 's Cloâ—et and know it must contain something of the Black Art Enter Harlequin Harl. Oh here 's Mr. Doctor himself he 's reading some coâ—juring Book I de fain jecit Scar. This must be a conjuring Book by the hard Words AB EB IB OB VB BA BO BV BI Harl. It 's Child's Primer Harlequin looks over him Scar. The Devil the Devil be gon avoid Satan Runs off Harl. O the Devil Now will I lye as if I were Dead and let the Devil go hunt for my Soul Lyes down Enter Scaramouche Scar. I have learn'd to raise the Devil but how the Devil shall I do to lay him Ha! what 's here a dead Body The Devil assum'd this Body and when I began to muâ—ter my Prayers he was in such haste he left his Carcass behind him Ha! it stirs no 't was but my Fancy Scaram lifts up all his Limbs and lets 'em fall whil'st Harl. hits him on the Breech lifts his Head which falls gently All 's dead but 's Head Sets him upright The Devil the Devil Be gon what art thou Harl. A poor unfortunate Devil Scar. The Devil Avant then Hogon mogon strogon Harl. O good Mr. Doctor conjure up no more Devils and I 'll be gon or any thing I came only to ask your Black Artship a Question Scar. No this is not the Devil Who are thou Whence comest thou What 's thy Business Quick or Hogon strogon Harl. Hold hold hold I am poor Harlequin By the Learned I am called Zâ—ne by the Vulgar Iack Pudding I was late Fool to a Mountebank and last Night in the mistaking the Pipkin I eat up a Pot of Bolus instead of Hasty Pâ—dding and devour'd Three Yards of Diaculum Plaister instead of Pancake for which my Master has turn'd me out of Doors instead of Wages Therefore to be reveng'd I come to hire a Devil or two of you Mr.
my self within this Shade and when I wake attend on me again Meph. Faust I will Exit Faust. What art thou Faustus but a Man condemn'd Thy Lease of Years expire apace and Faustus then thou must be Lucifers Here rest my Soul and in my Sleep my future State be buried Good and bad Angel descends Good An. Faustus sweet Faustus yet remember Heav'n Oh! think upon the everlasting Pain thou must endure For all thy short Space of Pleasure Bad An. Illusions Fancies Faustus think of Eartâ— The Kings thou shalt command The Pleasutes Rule Be Faâ—stus not a whining pious Fool. Ascend Enter Horse-couâ—ser Hors. Oh! what a couz'ning Doctor was this I riding my Horse into the Water thinking some hidden mystery had been in 'em found my self on a Bundle of Straw and was drag'd by Something in the Water like a Bailiff through a Horse-pond Ha! he 's a Sleep So ho Mr. Doctor so ho. Why Doctor you couz'ning wheedling hypocritical cheating choâ—sing Son of a Whore awake rise and give me my Mony again for your Horse is turn'd into a Bottle of Hay Why Sirrah Doctor ' sâ—oot I think he 's dead Why Doctor Scab you mangy Dog pulls him by the Leg. 'Zounds I 'm undone I have pull'd his Leg off Faust. O help the Villain has undone me Murder Hors. Murder or not Murder now he has but one Leg I 'll out-run him Exit Faust. Stop stop him ha ha ha Faustus has his Leg again and the Horse-courser a Bundle of Hav for his Forty Dollars Come Mephostopholis let 's now attend the Emperor Exit Faust and Meph. Enter Horse-courser and Cartor with Pots of Ale Cart. Here 's to thee and now I 'll tell thee what I came hither for You have heard of a Conjurer they call Doctor Faustus Hors. Heard of him a Plague take him I have Cause to know him has he play'd any Pranks with you Cart. I 'll tell thee as I was going to the Market a while ago with a Load of Hay he met me and askt me What he should give me for as much Hay as his Horse would Eat Now Sir I thinking that a little would serve his Turn bad him take as much as he would for Three Farthings Hors. So. Cart. So he presently gave me Mony and fell to Eating And as I 'm a cursen Man he never left Yeating and Yeating 'till he had eaten up my whole Load of Hay Hors. Now you shall hear how he serv'd me I went to him Yesterday to buy a Horse of him which I did and he bad me be sure not to ride him into the Water Cart. Good Hors. Ad's Wounds 't was Bad as you shall hear For I thinking the Horse had some rare Quality that he would not have me know what do me I but rides him in the Water and when I came just in the midst of the River I found my self a Straddle on a Bottle of Hay Cart. O rare Doctor Hors. But you shall hear how I serv'd him bravely for it for finding him a Sleep just now in a By-Field I whoop'd and hollow'd in his Ears but could not wake him so I took hold of his Leg and never left pulling till I had pull'd it quite off Cart. And has the Doctor but one Leg then That 's Rare But come this is his House let 's in and see for our Mony look you we 'll pay as we come back Hors. Done done and when we have got our Mony let 's laugh at his one Leg Ha ha ha Exeunt Laughing Enter Hostess Host. What have the Rogues leâ—t my Pots and run away without paying their Reck'ning I 'll after 'em cheating Villains Rogues Cut-purses rob a poor Woman cheat the Spittle and rob the King of his Excise a parcel of Rustick Clownish Pedantical High-shoo'd Plow-jobbing Cart-driving Pinch-back'd Paralytick Fumbling Grumbling Bellowing Yellowing Peas-picking Stinking Mangy Runagate Ill-begotten Ill-contriv'd Wry-mouth'd Spatrifying Dungâ—â—ill-raking Costive Snorting Sweaty Farting Whawâ—rover Dogs Exit Enter Faustus Faust. My Time draws near and 20 Years are past I have but Four poor Twelve Months for my Life and then I am damn'd for ever Enter an Old Man Old M. O gentle Faustus leave this damn'd Art this Magick that will charm thy Soul to Hell and quite bereave thee of Salvation Though thou hast now offended like a Man do not oh do not persist in 't like a Devil It may be this my Exhortation seems harsh and all unpleasant let it not for gentle Son I speak in tender Love and Pity of thy future Misery and so have hope that this my kind Rebuke checking thy Body may preserve thy Soul Faust. Where art thou Faustus Wretch what hast thou done O Friend I feel thy Words to comfort my distressed Soul retire and let me ponder on my Sins Old M. Faustus I leave thee but with grief of Heart Fearing thy Enemy will near depart Exit Enter Mephostopholis Meph. Thou Traytor I arrest thee for Disobedience to thy Sovereign Lord revolt or I 'll in piece-meal tear thy Flesh. Faust. I do repent I e'er offended him torment sweet Friend that old Man that durst disswade me from thy Lucifer Meph. His Faith is great I cannot touch his Soul but What I can afflict his Body with I will Enter Horse-courser and Carter Hors. We are come to drink a Health to your wooden Leg. Faust. My wooden Leg what dost thou mean Friend Hors. Ha â—a he has forgot his Leg. Cart. Pâ—ha 't is not a Leg he stands upon Pray let me ask you one Question Are both your Legs Bed-fellows Faust. Why dost thou ask Cart. Because I believe you have a good Companion of one Hors. Why don't you remember I pull'd off one o' your Legs when you were a Sleep Faust. But I have it again now I am awake Cart. Ad's Wounds had the Doctor three Legs You Sir don't you remember you gave a Peny for as much Hay as your Horse would eat and then eat up my whole Load Hors. Look you Mr. Doctor you must not carry it off so I come to have the Mony again I gave for the Ho-o-o Faustus waves his Wand Cart. And I come to be paid for my Load of Ha-a-a Enter Hostess Hâ—st O Mr. Doctor do you harbour Rogues that bilk poor â—olks and wont pay their Reck'nings Who must pay me for my A-a-a-a Waves again Enter Scaramouche Scar. Mr. Doctor I can't be quiet for your Devil Mr. Me-o-o Waves again Exeunt Faustus and Mephostopholis They all stare at one another and so go oâ—â— crying O o o o to the Emperor's Pallace Enter Emperor Faustus Gent. Gâ—ards Benoolio above Emp. Wonder of Men thrice Learned Faustus Renowned Magician welcome to our Court and as thou late didst promise us I would behold the Famous Alexander fighting with his great Rival Dariâ—s in their true Shapes and State Majestical Faust. Your Majesty shall see 'em presently Ben. It thou bring'st Alexander or Dariâ—s here I 'll be content to be