Here they are too. Turns to them.
Here they be.
Tut, I warrant thee.
Scene VI
Enter Faustus and Mephistopheles.36 | |
Faustus |
When I behold the heavens, then I repent, |
Mephistopheles |
Why, Faustus, |
Faustus |
How prov’st thou that? |
Mephistopheles |
’Twas made for man, therefore is man more excellent. |
Faustus |
If it were made for man, ’twas made for me; |
Enter Good Angel and Evil Angel. | |
Good Angel |
Faustus, repent; yet God will pity thee. |
Evil Angel |
Thou art a spirit; God cannot pity thee. |
Faustus |
Who buzzeth in mine ears I am a spirit? |
Evil Angel |
Ay, but Faustus never shall repent. |
Exeunt Angels. | |
Faustus |
My heart’s so hardened I cannot repent. |
Mephistopheles |
As are the elements, such are the spheres |
Faustus | But tell me, have they all one motion, both situ et tempore. |
Mephistopheles | All jointly move from east to west in twenty-four hours upon the poles of the world; but differ in their motion upon the poles of the zodiac. |
Faustus |
Tush! The second thus; as Saturn in thirty years; Jupiter in twelve; Mars in four; the Sun, Venus, and Mercury in a year; the moon in twenty eight days. Tush, these are freshmen’s suppositions. But tell me, hath every sphere a dominion or intelligentia? |
Mephistopheles |
Ay. |
Faustus |
How many heavens, or spheres, are there? |
Mephistopheles | Nine: the seven planets, the firmament, and the empyreal heaven. |
Faustus | Well, resolve me in this question: why have we not conjunctions, oppositions, aspects, eclipses, all at one time, but in some years we have more, in some less? |
Mephistopheles |
Per inoequalem motum respectu totius. |
Faustus |
Well, I am answered. Tell me who made the world? |
Mephistopheles |
I will not. |
Faustus |
Sweet Mephistopheles, tell me. |
Mephistopheles |
Move me not, for I will not tell thee. |
Faustus |
Villain, have I not bound thee to tell me anything? |
Mephistopheles |
Ay, that is not against our kingdom; but this is. Think thou on hell, Faustus, for thou art damned. |
Faustus |
Think, Faustus, upon God that made the world. |
Mephistopheles |
Remember this. |
Exit. | |
Faustus |
Ay, go, accursed spirit, to ugly hell. |
Re-enter Good Angel and Evil Angel. | |
Evil Angel |
Too late. |
Good Angel |
Never too late, if Faustus can repent. |
Evil Angel |
If thou repent, devils shall tear thee in pieces. |
Good Angel |
Repent, and they shall never raze thy skin. |
Exeunt Angels. | |
Faustus |
Ah, Christ, my Saviour, |
Enter Lucifer, Belzebub, and Mephistopheles. | |
Lucifer |
Christ cannot save thy soul, for he is just; |
Faustus |
O, who art thou that look’st so terrible? |
Lucifer |
I am Lucifer, |
Faustus |
O Faustus! they are come to fetch away thy soul! |
Lucifer |
We come to tell thee thou dost injure us; |
Faustus |
Nor will I henceforth: pardon me in this, |
Lucifer | Do so, and we will highly gratify thee. Faustus, we are come from hell to show thee some pastime: sit down, and thou shalt see all the Seven Deadly Sins appear in their proper shapes. |
Faustus |
That sight will be as pleasing unto me, |
Lucifer | Talk not of Paradise nor creation; but mark this show: talk of the Devil, and nothing else: come away! |
Enter the Seven Deadly Sins. | |
Now, Faustus, examine them of their several names and dispositions. | |
Faustus | What art thou—the first? |
Pride | I am Pride. I disdain to have any parents. I am like to Ovid’s flea:38 I can creep into every corner of a wench; sometimes, like a periwig, I sit upon her brow; or like a fan of feathers, I kiss her lips; indeed I do—what do I not? But, fie, what a scent is here! I’ll not speak another word, except the ground were perfumed, and covered with cloth of arras. |
Faustus | What art thou—the second? |
Covetousness | I am Covetousness, begotten of an old churl in an old leathern bag; and might I have my wish I would desire that this house and all the people in it were turned to gold, that I might lock you up in my good chest: O, my sweet gold! |