Nay,
keep it.
Faustus will have heads and hands.
I call your hearts to recompense this deed.
Knew you not,
traitors, I was limited
For four and
twenty years to
breathe on earth?
And had you cut my body with your
swords,
Or hewed this
flesh and bones as small as sand,
Yet in a minute had my spirit returned,
And I had breathed a man made free from harm.
But wherefore do I
dally my revenge?
Asteroth, Belimoth, Mephistophilis,
Enter
Mephistophilisand other Devils.Go horse these traitors on your firey
backs, Enter Meph. & other Deuils.
And mount aloft with them as high as
heaven;
Thence pitch them headlong to the lowest
hell.
Yet stay, the world shall see their misery,
And hell shall after plague their treachery.
Go,
Belimothe and take this caitiff hence,
And hurl him in
some lake of mud and dirt.
Take thou this other;
drag him through the
woods
Among'st the
pricking thorns
and sharpest briars,
Whil'st with my
gentle Mephistophilis,
This traitor
flies unto some steep
rock,
That rolling
down, may break the villain's bones,
As he intended to dismember me.
Fly hence, dispatch my charge immediately.
