The Tragicall History
consecratam aquam, quam nunc spargo; signumque crucis quod nunc facio; & per vota nostra ipse nunc surgat nobis dicatus Mephostophilis.
Enter Devill.
Thou art too ugly to attend on me:
Goe and returne an old Franciscan Frier;
That holy shape becomes a Devill best. Exit Devill.
I see there's vertue in my heavenly words.
Who would not be proficient in this Art?
How plyant is this Mephostophilis?
Full of obedience and humility,
Such is the force of Magicke and my spels.
Enter Mephostophilis.
Meph.
Now Faustus what wouldst thou have me doe?
Faust.
I charge thee wait upon me whilst I live,
To do whatever Faustus shall command:
Be it to make the moone drop from her Spheare,
Or the Ocean to overwhelme the world.
Meph.
I am a servant to great Lucifer,
And may not follow thee without his leave:
No more then he commands must we performe.
Faust.
Did not he charge thee to appeare to me?
Meph.
No, I came hither of mine owne accord.
Faust.
Did not my conjuring raise thee? speake.
Meph.
That was the cause, but yet per accidens:
For when we heare one racke the name of God,
Abjure the Scriptures, and his Saviour Christ;
We flye, in hope to get his glorious soule:
Nor will we come unlesse he use such meanes,
Whereby he is in danger to be damn'd:
Therefore the shortest cut for conjuring
Is stoutly to abjure all godlinesse,
And pray devoutly to the Prince of Hell.
Faust.
So Faustus hath already done and holds this principle,
There is no chiefe but onely Belzebub:
