Of Alexander's love and Enon's death? And hath not he, that built the walls of Thebes Tell me, are there many heavens above the moon Meph. As are the elements, such are the spheres, Mutually folded in each other's orb, All jointly move upon one axletree, Faust. But, tell me, have they all one motion, both situ et tempore? Meph. All jointly move from east to west in twenty-four hours upon the poles of the world; but differ in their motion upon the poles of the zodiac. Faust. Tush, These slender trifles Wagner can decide: Who knows not the double motion of the planets? The first is finish'd in a natural day; The second thus; as Saturn in thirty years; Jupiter in twelve; Mars in four; the Sun, Venus, and Mercury in a year; the Moon in twentyeight days. Tush, these are frealmen's suppositions. But, tell me, hath every sphere a dominion or intelligentia I Meph. Ay. Faust. How many heavens or spheres are there? Meph. Nine; the seven planets, the firmament, and the empyreal heaven. Faust. Well, resolves me in this question; why have we not conjunctions, oppositions, aspects, eclipses, all at one time, but in some years we have more, in some less? And argue of divine astrology, &c.] In The History of Dr. Faustus, there are several tedious pages on the subject; but our dramatist, in the dialogue which follows, has no particular obligations to them. terring] i. e. wandering. freshmen's] "A Freshman, tiro, novitis." Coles's Dict. Properly, a student during his first term at the university. § resolve] i. e. satisfy, inform. Enter LUCIFER, BELZEBUB, and MEPHISTOPHILIS. Luc. Christ cannot save thy soul, for he is just : There's none but I have interest in the same. Faust. O, who art thou that look'st so terrible! Luc. I am Lucifer, And this is my companion-prince in hell. Faust. O, Faustus, they are come to fetch away thy soul ! Luc. Wc come to tell thee thou dost injure us; Thou talk'st of Christ, contrary to thy promise: Thou shouldst not think of God: think of the devil, And of his dam too. Faust. Nor will I henceforth: pardon me in this, And Faustus vows never to look to heaven, Luc. Do so, and we will highly gratify thee. Faustus, we are come from hell to shew thee some pastime sit down, and thou shalt see all the Seven Deadly Sins appear in their proper shapes. * Seek to save] Qy. ". Seck thou to save"? But see note I, p. 18. 小 Faust. That sight will be as pleasing unto me, As Paradise was to Adam, the first day Of his creation. Luc. Talk not of Paradise nor creation; but mark this show: talk of the devil, and nothing else. Come away! Enter the Seven Deadly Sins.* Now, Faustus, examine them of their several names and dispositions. Faust. What art thou, the first? Pride. I am Pride. I disdain to have any parents. I am like to Ovid's flea; I can creep into every corner of a wench; sometimes, like a perriwig, I sit upon her brow; or, like a fan of feathers, I kiss her lips; indeed, I do-what do I not? But, fie, what a scent is here! I'll not speak another word, except the ground were perfumed, and covered with cloth of arras. Faust. What art thou, the second? Covet. I am Covetousness, begotten of an old churl, in an old leathern bag: and, might I have my wish, I would desire that this house and all the people in it were turned to gold, that I might lock you up in my good chest: O, my sweet gold! Faust. What art thou, the third? Wrath. I am Wrath. I had neither father nor mother: I leapt out of a lion's mouth when I was scarce half-an-hour old; and ever since I have run up and down the world with this case + of rapiers, wounding myself when I had nobody to fight withal. I was born in hell; and look to it, for some of you shall be my father. Faust. What art thou, the fourth? Envy. I am Envy, begotten of a chimneysweeper and an oyster-wife. I cannot read, and therefore wish all books were burnt. I am lean with seeing others eat. O, that there would come a famine through all the world, that all might die, and I live alone! then thou shouldst see how fat I would be. But must thou sit, and I stand? come down, with a vengeance! *Enter the Seven Deadly Sins] In The History of Dr. Faustus, Lucifer amuses Faustus, not by calling up the Seven Deadly Sins, but by making various devils appear before him, "one after another, in forme as they were in hell." "First entered Beliall in forme of a beare," &c.— "after him came Beelzebub, in curled haire of a horseflesh colour," &c.-" then came Astaroth, in the forme of a worme," &c. &c. During this exhibition, "Lucifer himselfe sate in manner of a man all hairy, but of browne colour, like a squirrell, curled, and his tayle turning upward on his backe as the squirrels use: I think he could crack nuts too like a squirrell." Sig. D, ed. 1648. tcase] i. e. couple. Faust. Away, envious rascal !-What art thou, In meantime take this book; peruse it throughly, the fifth? And thou shalt turn thyself into what shape thou Glut. Who I, sir? I am Gluttony. My parents are all dead, and the devil a penny they have left me, but a bare pension, and that is thirty meals a-day and ten bevers,* -a small trifle to suffice nature. O, I come of a royal parentage! my grandfather was a Gammon of Bacon, my grandmother a Hogshead of Claret-wine; my godfathers were these, Peter Pickle-herring and Martin Martlemas-beef; O, but my godmother, she was a jolly gentlewoman, and well-beloved in every good town and city; her name was Mistress Margery March-beer. Now, Faustus, thou hast heard all my progeny; wilt thou bid me to supper? Faust. No, I'll see thee hanged: thou wilt eat up all my victuals. Glut. Then the devil choke thee! Faust. Choke thyself, glutton! - What art thou, the sixth? Sloth. I am Sloth. I was begotten on a sunny bank, where I have lain ever since; and you have done me great injury to bring me from thence let me be carried thither again by Gluttony and Lechery. I'll not speak another word for a king's ransom. Faust. What are you, Mistress Minx, the seventh and last? Lechery. Who I, sir? I am one that loves an inch of raw mutton better than an ell of fried stock-fish; and the first letter of my name begins with L.t Faust. Away, to hell, to hell! ‡ [Exeunt the Sins. Luc. Now, Faustus, how dost thou like this? Faust. O, this feeds my soul! Luc. Tut, Faustus, in hell is all manner of delight. Faust. O, might I see hell, and return again, How happy were I then! Luc. Thou shalt; I will send for thee at midnights. Chor. Learned Faustus, To know the secrets of astronomy+ Enter FAUSTUS and MEPHISTOPHILIS. [Brit. Faust. Having now, my good Mephistophilis, Pass'd with delight the stately town of Trier,§ Environ'd round with airy mountain-tops, With walls of flint, and deep-entrenched lakes, Not to be won by any conquering prince; From Paris next ||, coasting the realm of France, *Enter Chorus] Old ed. "Enter Wagner solus." That these lines belong to the Chorus would be evident enough, even if we had no assistance here from the later 4tos.-The parts of Wagner and of the Chorus were most probably played by the same actor: and hence the error. + Learned Faustus, To know the secrets of astronomy, &c.] See the 21st chapter of The History of Dr. Faustus,-"How Doctor Faustus was carried through the ayre up to the heavens, to see the whole world, and how the sky and planets ruled," &c. Enter Faustus and Mephistophilis] Scene, the Pope's privy-chamber. § Trier] i. e. Treves or Triers. From Paris next, &c.] This description is from The History of Dr. Faustus; "He came from Paris to Mentz, where the river of Maine falls into the Rhine: notwithstanding he tarried not long there, but went into Campania, in the kingdome of Neapol, in which he saw an innumerable sort of cloysters, nuuries, and churches, and great houses of stone, the streets faire and large, and straight forth from one end of the towne to the other as a line; and all the pavement of the city was of bricke, and the more it rained into the towne, the fairer the streets were: there saw he the tombe of Virgill, and the highway that he cu through the mighty hill of stone in one night, the whole length of an English mile," &c. Sig. E 2, cd. 1648. We saw the river Maine fall into Rhine, Then up to Naples, rich Campania, Whose buildings fair and gorgeous to the eye, The streets straight forth, and pav'd with finest brick, Quarter the town in four equivalents: There saw we learned Maro's golden tomb, Meph. Faustus, I have; and, because we will not be unprovided, I have taken up his Holiness' privy-chamber for our use. Meph. Tut, 'tis no matter, man; we'll be bold with his good cheer. And now, my Faustus, that thou mayst perceive With winding banks that cut it in two parts; Within whose walls such store of ordnance are, Faust. Now, by the kingdoms of infernal rule, Faust. I hope his Holiness will bid us wel- That I do long to see the monuments come. *The way he cut, &c.] During the middle ages Virgil was regarded as a great magician, and much was written concerning his exploits in that capacity. The Lyfe of Virgilius, however, (see Thoms's Early Prose Romances, vol. ii.,) makes no mention of the feat in question. But Petrarch speaks of it as follows. "Non longe a Puteolis Falernus collis attollitur, famoso palmite nobilis. Inter Falernum et mare mons est saxous, hominum manibus confossus, quod vulgus insulsum a Virgilio magicis cantaminibus factum putant: ita clarorum fama hominum, non veris contenta laudibus, sepe etiam fabulis viam facit. De quo cum me olim Robertus regno clarus, sed præclarus ingenio ac literis, quid sentirem, multis astantibus, percunctatus esset, humanitate fretus regia, qua non reges modo sed homines vicit, jocans nusquam me legisse inagicarium fuisse Virgilium respondi: quod ille severissimæ nutu frontis approbans, non illic magici sed ferri vestigia confessus est. Sunt autem fauces excavati montis angustæ sed longissimæ atque atræ: tenebrosa inter horrifica semper nox: publicum iter in medio, mirum et religioni proximum, bélli quoque immolatum temporibus, sic vero populi vox est, et nullis unquam latrociniis attentatum, patet: Criptam Neapolitanam dicunt, cujus et in epistolis ad Lucilium Seneca mentionem fecit. Sub finem fusci tramitis, ubi primo videri colum incipit, in aggere edito, ipsius Virgilii busta visuntur, pervetusti operis, unde haec forsan ab illo perforati montis fluxit opinio." Itinerarium Syriacum,Opp. p. 560, ed. Bas. ↑ From thence to Venice, Padua, and the rest, He In one of which a sumptuous temple stands, &c.] So the later 4tos.-2to 1604 "In midst of which," &c.-The History of Dr. Faustus shows what "sumptuous temple" is meant: "From thence he came to Venice. wondred not a little at the fairenesse of S. Marks Place, and the sumptuous church standing thereon, called S. Marke, how all the pavement was set with coloured stones, and all the rood or loft of the church double gilded over." Sig. E 2, ed. 1648. And situation of bright-splendent Rome: Meph. Nay, Faustus, stay: I know you'd fain see the Pope, And take some part of holy Peter's feast, Faust. Well, I'm content to compass then some sport, And by their folly make us merriment. May be invisible, to do what I please, [MEPHISTOPHILIS charms him. Meph. So, Faustus; now Sound a Sonnet. Enter the POPE and the CARDINAL OF Faust. Fall to, and the devil choke you, an you spare! Just through the midst, &c.] This and the next line are not in 4to 1604. I have inserted them from the later 4tos, as being absolutely necessary for the sense. Ponte] All the 4tos "Ponto." tof] So the later 4tos.-Not in 4to 1604. § Then charm me, that I, &c.] A corrupted passage.Compare The History of Dr. Faustus, Sig. E 3, ed. 1648; where, however, the Cardinal, whom the Pope entertains, is called the Cardinal of Pavia. Sonnet] Variously written, Sennet, Signet, Signate, &c. -A particular set of notes on the trumpet, or cornet, different from a flourish. See Nares's Gloss. in v. Sennet. fall to. Pope. It may be so.-Friars, prepare a dirge to lay the fury of this ghost.-Once again, my lord, [The POPE crosses himself. Faust. What, are you crossing of yourself? Well, use that trick no more, I would advise you. [The POPE crosses himself again. Well, there's the second time. Aware the third; I give you fair warning. [The POPE crosses himself again, and FAUSTUS hits him a box of the ear; and they all run away. Come on, Mephistophilis; what shall we do? Meph. Nay, I know not: we shall be cursed with bell, book, and candle. Cursed be he that took away his Holiness' wine / maledicat Dominus ? Et omnes Sancti ! Amen! [MEPHISTOPHILIS and FAUSTUs beat the Friars, and fling fire-works among them; and 80 exeunt. Enter Chorus. Chor. When Faustus had with pleasure ta'en Of rarest things, and royal courts of kings, Which Faustus answer'd with such learned skill I leave untold; your eyes shall see['t] perform'd. Sa vui (misoners (Exit Enter ROBIN the Ostler, with a book in his hand, Robin. O, this is admirable! here I ha' stolen one of Doctor Faustus' conjuring-books, and, i'faith, I mean to search some circles for my own Now will I make all the maidens in our use. Faust. How! bell, book, and candle,-candle, parish dance at my pleasure, stark naked, before Forward and backward, to curse Faustus to hell! Anon you shall hear a hog grunt, a calf bleat, and an ass bray, Because it is Saint Peter's holiday. Re-enter all the Friars to sing the Dirge. First Friar. Come, brethren, let's about our business with good devotion. They sing. Cursed be he that stole away his Holiness' meat from the table maledicat Dominus ! Cursed be he that struck his Holiness a blow on the face maledicat Dominus! Cursed be he that took Friar Sandelo a blow on the pate maledicat Dominus! Cursed be he that disturbeth our holy dirge! maledicat Dominus ! Enter RALPH, calling ROBIN. Ralph. Robin, prithee, come away; there's a gentleman tarries to have his horse, and he would have his things rubbed and made clean: he keeps such a chafing with my mistress about it; and she has sent me to look thee out; prithee, come away. Robin. Keep out, keep out, or else you are blown up, you are dismembered, Ralph: keep out, for I am about a roaring piece of work. Ralph. Come, what doest thou with that same book? thou canst not read? Robin. Yes, my master and mistress shal! find that I can read, he for his forehead, she for her private study; she's born to bear with me, or else my art fails. Enter Robin, &c.] Scene, near an inn. |