Till, swollen with cunning, of a self-conceit, His waxen wings did not mount above his reach, And melting heavens conspired his overthrow.
G
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And glutted more with learning's golden gifts, He surfeits upon cursed necromancy.
G
2 of 26
Why then belike we must sin, and so consequently die. Ay we must die an everlasting death, What doctrine call you this? Che Sara, Sara
G
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Faustus lay that damned book aside, And gaze not on it, lest it tempt thy soul, And heap God's heavy wrath upon thy head
G
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The reward of sin is death. that's hard.
H
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A sound magician is a demi-God
H
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Go forward Faustus in that famous art
H
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I'll have them fly to India for gold, Ransack the ocean for orient pearl, And search all corners of the new-world For pleasant fruits and princely delicates
H
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And chase the prince of Parma from our land And reign sole king of all our provinces
H
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For when we hear one rack the name of God, abjure the Scriptures, and his saviour Christ, we fly in hope to get his glorious soul
H
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Why, this is hell, nor am I out of it
B
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Faustus leave these frivolous demands Which strike a terror to my fainting soul
B
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So he will spare him four and twenty years, Letting him live in all voluptuousness
N
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Had I as many souls as there be stars, I'd give them all for Mephostophilis
J
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These metaphysics and magicians, And necromanric books are heavenly!
K
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Philosophy is odious and obscure, Both law and physic are for petty wits; Divinity is basest of the same three, Unpleasant, harsh, contemptible, and vile. 'Tis magic, magic that hath ravished me.
J
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Thanks, Mephostophilis, yet fain would I have a book wherein I might behold all spells and incantations, that I might raise up spirits when I please.
K
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I am resolved! Faustus shall ne'er repent. Come, Mephistophilis, let us dispute again, And argue of divine astrology
C
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To glut the longing of my heart's desire: That I might have unto my paramour That heavenly Helen which I saw of late
F
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good servant
V
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Ugly hell gape not! Come not, Lucifer! I'll burn my books- ah, Mephostophilis!
G
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Regard his hellish fall, Whose fiendful fortune may exhort the wise Only to wonder at unlawful things
H
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To practise more than heavenly power permits
H
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I am a servant to great lucifer
H
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By him I'll be great emperor of the world
Q
25 of 26
Ah my God- I would weep, but the devil draws in my tears!
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Card 2
Front
And glutted more with learning's golden gifts, He surfeits upon cursed necromancy.
Back
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Card 3
Front
Why then belike we must sin, and so consequently die. Ay we must die an everlasting death, What doctrine call you this? Che Sara, Sara
Back
Card 4
Front
Faustus lay that damned book aside, And gaze not on it, lest it tempt thy soul, And heap God's heavy wrath upon thy head
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