The Tragicall History
Meph.
Now Faustus wilt thou have a wife?
Faust.
Here's a hot whore indeed: no, Ile no wife.
Meph.
Mariage is but a ceremoniall toy,
And if thou lovest me thinke no more of it:
Ile cull thee out the fairest Curtezans,
And bring them every morning to thy bed:
She whom thine eye shall like, thine heart shall have,
Were she as chaste as were Penelope,
As wise as Saba, or as beautiful
As was bright Lucifer before his fall.
Here, take this booke and peruse it well:
The iterating of these lines brings gold.
The framing of this circle on the ground,
Brings Thunder, Whirlewinds, storm and lightning.
Pronounce this thrice devoutly to thy selfe,
And men in harnesse shall appeare to thee,
Ready to execute what thou commandst.
Faust.
Thanks Mephostophilis for this sweet booke:
This will I keepe as chary as my life. Exeunt.
Enter Wagner solus.
Wag.
Learned Faustus
To know the secrets of Astronomy
Graven in the booke of Joves high firmament,
Did mount himselfe to scale Olympus top.
Being seated in a Chariot burning bright,
Drawne by the strength of yoaky Dragons necks,
He now is gone to prove Cosmography,
And as I guesse, will first arive at Rome,
To see the Pope and manner of his Court:
And take some part of holy Peters feast,
That on this day is highly solemnizd.Exit Wagner.
Enter Faustus in his study, and Mephostophilis.
Fau.
When I behold the Heavens then I repent,
And curse thee wicked Mephostophilis,
