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Faustus: Scene 2

in Faustus's study
[Enter Faustus.]

Now, Faustus, must
Thou needs be damn'd, and canst thou not be sav'd:
What boots it then to think of God or Heaven?
Away with such vain fancies, and despair:
Despair in God, and trust in Belzebub.
Now go not backward: no, Faustus, be resolute.
Why waverest thou? O, something soundeth in mine ears
"Abjure this magic, turn to God again!"
Ay, and Faustus will turn to God again.
To God?--He loves thee not--
The God thou serv'st is thine own appetite,
Wherein is fix'd the love of Belzebub;
To him I'll build an altar and a church,
And offer lukewarm blood of new-born babes.
[Enter Good Angel and Evil Angel.]

Sweet Faustus, leave that execrable art.
Contrition, prayer, repentance! What of them?
O, they are means to bring thee unto Heaven.
Rather illusions, fruits of lunacy,
That makes men foolish that do trust them most.
Sweet Faustus, think of Heaven, and heavenly things.
No, Faustus, think of honor and of fame.
[Exit Good Angel and Evil Angel.]

Of fame!
Why, the signiory of Emden shall be mine.
When Mephistopheles shall stand by me,
What God can hurt thee, Faustus? Thou art safe;
Cast no more doubts. Come, Mephistopheles,
And bring glad tidings from great Lucifer;
Is't not midnight? Come, Mephistopheles!
[Enter Mephistopheles.]

Now tell me, what says Lucifer thy lord?
That I shall wait on Faustus whilst he lives,
So he will buy my service with his soul.
Already Faustus hath hazarded that for thee.
But, Faustus, thou must bequeath it solemnly,
For that security craves great Lucifer.
If thou deny it, I will back to hell.
Stay, Mephistopheles! and tell me what good
Will my soul do thy Lord.
Enlarge his kingdom.
Is that the reason why he tempts us thus?
Misery loves company.
Why, have you any pain that torture others?
As great as have the human souls of men.
But tell me, Faustus, shall I have thy soul?
And I will be thy slave, and wait on thee,
And give thee more than thou hast wit to ask.
Ay, Mephistopheles, I give it thee.
So, bind thy soul that at some certain day
Great Lucifer may claim it as his own;
And then be thou as great as Lucifer.
Lo, Mephitopheles, for love of thee,
Assure my soul to be great Lucifer's,
Chief lord and regent of perpetual night!
But, what is this I see before mine eyes?
"Faustus return!" Whither should I return?
If unto God, he'll throw me down to hell.
My senses are deceiv'd; there's nothing here.
I see it plain; here in this space is writ
"Faustus return!" Yet shall not I return.
I'll fetch him somewhat to delight his mind.
Devils Entertain Faustus [Mephistopheles conjures Devils. They entertain Faustus. Exit Devils.]

Speak, Mephistopheles, what means this show?
Nothing, Faustus, but to delight thy mind withal,
And to show thee what magic can perform.
But may I raise up spirits when I please?
Ay, Faustus, and do greater things than these.
Then there's enough for a thousand souls.
But yet conditionally that thou perform
All articles prescrib'd between us both.
Faustus, I swear by hell and Lucifer
To effect all promises between us made,
On these conditions following: First, that Faustus may be a spirit in form and substance. Secondly, that we, Mephistopheles, shall be his servant, and at his command. Thirdly, that we shall do for Faustus and bring Faustus whatsoever he desires. Fourthly, that we shall be in his chamber or house invisible. Lastly, that we shall appear to the said Faustus, at all times, in what form or shape soever he pleases. In return, Faustus doth give both body and soul to Lucifer, Prince of the East; and furthermore grant unto us, that twenty-four years being expired, the articles above inviolate, full power to fetch or carry the said Faustus, body and soul, flesh, blood, or goods, into their habitation wheresoever.
Speak, do you deliver this as your deed?
Ay, I do.
Now, Faustus, ask what thou wilt.
First will I question with thee about hell.
Tell me where is the place that men call hell?
Under the heavens.
Ay, but whereabout?
Within the bowels of these elements,
Where we are tortur'd and remain for ever;
Hell has no limits, nor is circumscrib'd
In one self place; for where we are is hell,
And where hell is there must we ever be:
And, to conclude, when all the world dissolves,
And every creature shall be purified,
All places shall be hell that is not Heaven.
Come, I think hell's a fable.
Ay, think so still, till experience change thy mind.
Why, think'st thou then that Faustus shall be damn'd?
Ay, for thou hast given thy soul to Lucifer.
Ay, and body too; but what of that?
Think'st thou that Faustus is so fond (foolish) to imagine
That, after this life, there is any pain?
Tush; these are trifles, and mere old wives' tales.
But, Faustus, I am an instance to prove the contrary,
For I am damned, and am now in hell.
How! now in hell!
Nay, an this be hell, I'll willingly be damn'd here;
What? walking, disputing, etc.?
But, leaving off this, would I have a book wherein I might behold all spells and incantations, that I might raise up spirits when I please.

[Mephistopheles fetches the book.]

Meph. Here they are, in this book.

[Mephistopheles hands the book to Faustus.]

Faust. Now would I have a book where I might see all characters and planets of the heavens, that I might know their motions and dispositions.

[Mephistopheles points to the book.]

Meph. Here they are too.

Faust. Nay! Let me have one book more, and then I have done, wherein I might see all plants, herbs, and trees that grow upon the earth.

[Mephistopheles points to the book.]

Meph. Here they be.

Faust. O, thou art deceived.

Meph. Tut, I warrant thee.

[Mephistopheles turns to the pages in the book.]

Faust. A most excellent book.

[Faustus place the book away. Exit Faustus and Mephistopheles.]