of Doctor Faustus
mother, O she was an ancient Gentlewoman, her name was Margery March-beere. Now Faustus thou hast heard all my Progeny; wilt thou bid me to supper?
Fau.
Not I.
Glut.
Then the Devill choake thee.
Fau.
Choake thy selfe Glutton: What art thou the sixt?
Sloth.
Hey ho: I am Sloth. I was begotten on a sunnybank, Hey ho, Ile not speake a word more for a Kings ransom.
Fau.
And what are you Mistris Minks, the seventh and last?
Letch.
Who? I sir? I am one that loves an inch of rawe Mutton, better than an ell of fride Stockfish: and the first letter of my name begins with Lechery.
Lucif.
Away to hell, away, on Piper. Ex. 7 Sinnes.
Fau.
O how this sight doth delight my soule.
Luci.
But Faustus, in hell is all manner of delight.
Fau.
O might I see hell, and returne again safe, how happy were I then?
Lucif.
Faustus, thou shalt: at midnight I will send for thee,
Meane while peruse this booke, and view it thoroughly,
And thou shalt turn thyself into what shape thou wilt.
Fau.
Thanks mighty Lucifer.
This will I keepe as chary as my life.
Luc.
Now Faustus farewell.
Fau.
Farewell great Lucifer. Come Mephostophilis
Exeunt omnes, severall wayes.
Enter the Clowne.
What Dick, looke to the horses there till I come againe, I have gotten one of Doctor Faustus conjuring bookes, and now wee'le have such knavery, as't passes.
Enter Dick.
Dic.
What Robin you must come away & walk the horses.
Rob.
I walke the horses? I scorn't ifaith, I have other matters in hand, let the horses walke themselves an they will. A per se a, t. h. e the: o per se o, deny orgon, gorgon: keepe further from me O thou illiterate and unlearned Hostler.
Dic.
Snayles, what hast thou got there: a booke? why thou canst ne're a word on't.
