dog, and carry him upon thy back; away! be gone! Roв. A dog! That's excellent! let the maids look well to their porridge-pots, for I'll into the kitchen presently: come, Dick, come. [Exeunt the two Clowns. MEPH. Now with the flames of ever-burning fire, I'll wing myself, and forthwith fly amain Unto my Faustus to the Great Turk's court. [Exit. SCENE IV. Enter MARTINO and FREDERICK at several doors. Hie to the presence to attend the Emperor; Go back, and see the state in readiness. FRED. But where is Bruno, our elected Pope, That on a fury's back came post from Rome? Will not his Grace consort the Emperor? MART. O yes; and with him comes the German conjurer, The learned Faustus, fame of Wittenberg; The wonder of the world for magic art: MART. Fast asleep, I warrant you ; 'He took his rouse with stoups of Rhenish wine So kindly yesternight to Bruno's health, That all this day the sluggard keeps his bed. FRED. See, see his window's ope! we'll call to him. MART. What, ho! Benvolio! Enter BENVOLIO above, at a window, in his nightcap; buttoning. BENV. What a devil ails you two? MART. Speak softly, sir, lest the devil hear you : For Faustus at the court is late arriv'd, And at his heels a thousand furies wait, To accomplish whatsoever the Doctor please. MART. Come, leave thy chamber first, and thou shalt see This conjurer perform such rare exploits, As never yet was seen in Germany. BENV. Has not the Pope enough of conjuring He was upon the devil's back late enough; I would he would post with him to Rome again. MART. Wilt thou stand in thy window, and see it then? BENV. Aye, an I fall not asleep i' the mean time 4 MART. The Emperor is at hand, who comes to see What wonders by black spells may compass'd be. BENV. Well, go you attend the Emperor: I am content, for this once, to thrust my head out at a window for they say, if a man be drunk over night, the devil cannot hurt him in the morning: if that be true, I have a charm in my head, shall control him as well as the conjurer, I warrant you. [Exit. ACT THE FOURTH. SCENE I. A Senet. Enter CHARLES, the German EMPEROR, Shall add more excellence unto thine art, Than if by powerful necromantic spells Thou could'st command the world's obedience; For ever be belov'd of Carolus ; And if this Bruno thou hast late redeem'd, In peace possess the triple diadem, And sit in Peter's chair, despite of chance; Thou shalt be famous through all Italy, 1 And honour'd of the German Emperor.. FAUST. These gracious words, most royal Carolus, For proof whereof, if so your grace be pleas'd, And hale the stubborn Furies from their caves, Το compass whatsoe❜er your grace commands. BENV. 'Blood, he speaks terribly! but for all that, I do not greatly believe him; he looks as like a conjurer as the Pope to a coster-monger. EMP. Then, Faustus, as thou late did'st promise us, We would behold that famous conqueror, Great Alexander and his paramour, That we may wonder at their excellence. FAUST. Your majesty shall see them presently. Mephostophilis, away; And with a solemn noise of trumpets' sound, Great Alexander and his beauteous paramour. BENV. Well, Mr. Doctor, an your devils come not away quickly, you shall have me asleep presently: zounds! I could eat myself for anger, to think I have been such an ass all this while, to stand gaping after the devil's governor, and can see nothing. FAUST. I'll make you feel something anon, if my [Aside. art fail me not. My lord, I must forewarn your majesty, Your grace demand no questions of the king; EMP. Be it as Faustus please, we are content. BENV. Aye, aye, and I am content too: an thou bring Alexander and his paramour before the Emperor, I'll be Acteon, and turn myself to a stag. FAUST. And I'll play Diana, and send you the horns presently. Senet. [Aside, Enter at one door the EMPEROR ALEXANDER, at the other DARIUS; they meet; DARIUS is thrown down, ALEXANDER kills him; takes off his crown, and offering to go out, his Paramour meets him; he embraceth her, and sets DARIUS' crown upon her head; and coming back, both salute the EMPEROR, who leaving his state, offers to embrace them; which FAUSTUS seeing, suddenly stays him : then trumpets cease, and music sounds. My gracious lord, you do forget yourself, These are but shadows, not substantial. EMP. O pardon me, my thoughts are so ravished With sight of this renowned Emperor, That in mine arms I would have compass'd him |