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Tower of Ivory
her limbs shine like silver in the light. Her hands are at her breast. Faustus steps back.]
Matthiolus
'Tis thou! Forgive me!
Christopher
O the wonderful
Sad eyes, the lips like prayer!
Fritz
Her beauty seems
As all the tides of ocean ebbing down
Out of the heart to her.
Faustus
Oh blind! blind! blind!
Ye eagerly deceived! Ye gladly tricked
To dull believing! Fools! And I have sold
My flesh and old rebellious hope of Heaven
To doubt what you run panting to believe.
I have forsworn all peace to keep aflame
The will you quench in faith—the will to try
