And burnt the topless towers of Ilium?
Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kiss.
Her lips suck forth my soul! see where it flies;
Come, Helen, come, give me my soul again.
Here will I dwell, for heav'n is in these lips,
And all is dross that is not Helena.

I will be Paris, and for love of thee,
Instead of Troy shall Wittenberg be sack'd
And I will combat with weak Menelaus,
And wear thy colours on my plumed crest:
Yea, I will wound Achilles in the heel,
And then return to Helen for a kiss.
Oh! thou art fairer than the evening air,
Clad in the beauty of a thousand stars;
Brighter art thou than flaming Jupiter,
When he appear'd to hapless Semele;
More lovely than the Monarch of the sky,
In wanton Arethusa's azure arms;
And none but thou shalt be my paramour!

[Exeunt.

(Thunder.) Enter LUCIFER, BELZEBUB, and MEPHOSTOPHILIS,

Luci. Thus from infernal Dis do we ascend, To view the subjects of our monarchy;

Those souls, which sin seals the black sons of

hell,

'Mong which, as chief, Faustus we come to thee; Bringing with us lasting damnation,

To wait upon thy soul; the time is come
Which makes it forfeit.

Meph. And this gloomy night,

Here, in this room, will wretched Faustus be.

Belz. And here we'll stay,

To mark him how he doth demean himself. Meph. How should he but in desperate lunacy! Fond worlding! now his heart-blood dries with grief;

His conscience kills it, and his labouring brain Begets a world of idle phantasies,

To over-reach the devil, but all in vain;

His store of pleasures must be sauc'd with pain.
He, and his servant Wagner, are at hand;
Both come from drawing Faustus' latest will.
See where they come.

Enter FAUSTUS and WAGner.

Faust. Say, Wagner, thou hast perus'd my will: How dost thou like it?

Wag. Sir, so wondrous well,

As in all humble duty I do yield

My life and lasting service for your love.

Enter the SCHOLARS.

Faust. Gramarcy, Wagner! welcome, gentle

men.

1 Scho. Now, worthy Faustus, methinks your looks are changed.

Faust. Oh! gentlemen.

2 Scho. What ails Faustus?

Faust. Ah, my sweet chamber-fellow! had I liv'd with thee,

Then had I lived still, but now must die eternally. Look, sirs, comes he not? Comes he not?

1 Scho. O, my dear Faustus, what imports this fear?

2 Scho. Is all our pleasure turned to melancholy?

3 Scho. He is not well with being over solitary. 2 Scho. If it be so, we'll have physicians, and Faustus shall be cured.

3 Scho. Tis but a surfeit, sir; fear nothing. Faust. A surfeit of a deadly sin, that hath damned both body and soul.

2 Scho. Yet, Faustus, look up to heaven, and remember mercy is infinite.

Faust. But Faustus' offence can ne'er be pardoned; the serpent that tempted Eve may be saved, but not Faustus. Oh, gentlemen! hear me with patience, and tremble not at my speeches. Though my heart pant and quiver to remember that I have been a student here these thirty years; oh! would I had never seen Wittenberg, never read book! And what wonders I have done, all Germany can witness, yea, all the world: for which, Faustus hath lost both Germany and the world; yea, heaven itself; heaven, the seat of God, the throne of the blessed, the kingdom of joy, and must remain in hell for ever. Hell! O hell, for ever! Sweet friends, what shall become of Faustus, being in hell for ever?

2 Scho. Yet, Faustus, call on God.

Faust. On God, whom Faustus hath abjured? On God, whom Faustus hath blasphemed? Oh, my God, I would weep, but the devil draws in my tears! Gush forth blood instead of tears! yea, life and soul.-Oh! he stays my tongue!-I

would lift up my hands; but see, they hold 'em! they hold 'em!

All. Who, Faustus?

Faust. Why, Lucifer and Mephostophilis. Oh, gentlemen! I gave them my soul for my cunning. All. Oh! God forbid!

Faust. God forbad it, indeed; but Faustus hath done it; for the vain pleasure of four-andtwenty years hath Faustus lost eternal joy and felicity. I writ them a bill with mine own blood; the date is expired; this is the time, and he will fetch me.

1 Scho. Why did not Faustus tell us of this before, that Divines might have prayed for thee?

Faust. Oft have I thought to have done so; but the devil threatened to tear me in pieces if I named God; to fetch me body and soul, if I once gave ear to divinity; and now 'tis too late. Gentlemen, away, lest you perish with me.

2 Scho. Oh! what may we do to save Faustus? Faust. Talk not of me, but save yourselves and depart.

3 Scho. God will strengthen me; I will stay with Faustus.

1 Scho. Tempt not God, sweet friend, but let us into the next room and pray for him.

Faust. Aye, pray for me, pray for me; and what noise soever you hear, come not unto me,

for nothing can rescue me.

2 Scho. Pray thou, and we will pray that God may have mercy upon thee.

Faust. Gentlemen, farewell; if I live till morning, I'll visit you; if not, Faustus is gone to hell. All. Faustus, farewell. [Exeunt Scholars.

!

Meph. Ah, Faustus, now thou hast no hope of heaven,

Therefore despair, think only upon hell;

For that must be thy mansion there to dwell. Faust. Oh, thou bewitching fiend! 'twas thy

temptation

Hath robb'd me of eternal happiness.

Meph. I do confess it, Faustus, and rejoice "Twas I, that when thou wert i' the way to heav'n, Dam'd up thy passage; when thou took'st the book

To view the Scriptures, then I turn'd the leaves, And led thine eye.

What, weep'st thou! 'tis too late, despair!-Fare

well!

Fools that will laugh on earth must weep in hell[Exit.

Enter the GOOD and BAD ANGELS, at several

Doors.

Good Ang. Oh! Faustus, if thou hadst given

ear to me,

Innumerable joys had followed thee;

But thou didst love the world.

Bad Ang. Gave ear to me,

And now must taste hell's pains perpetually. Good Ang. Oh! what will all thy riches, pleasures, pomps

Avail thee now?

Bad Ang. Nothing but vex thee more,
To want in hell that had on earth such store.

[Music while the throne descends.

Good Ang: Oh, thou hast lost celestial happiness, Pleasures unspeakable, bliss without end!