Christ cannot save thy soul, for he is just;

There's none but I have interest in the same.

I am Lucifer, And this is my companion-prince in Hell.

Think on the Devil.

Do so, and we will highly gratify thee. Faustus, we are come from Hell to show thee some pastime: sit down, and thou shalt see all the Seven Deadly Sins appear in their proper shapes.

Talk not of paradise nor creation, but mark this show: talk of the Devil, and nothing else: come away!

Now, Faustus, examine them of their several names and dispositions.

Away to Hell, to Hell! Now, Faustus, how dost thou like this?

Tut, Faustus, in Hell is all manner of delight.

Thou shalt; I will send for thee at midnight. In meantime take this book; peruse it throughly, And thou shalt turn thyself into what shape thou wilt.

Farewell, Faustus, and think on the Devil.