The Works of Christopher Marlowe

Dr. Faustus (B Text)

Act: 5 Scene: 1
Mephistophilis
His faith is great; I cannot touch his soul,
But what I may afflict his body with,
I will attempt, which is but little worth.
Mephistophilis
This, or what else my Faustus shall desire,
Shall be performed in twinkling of an eye.
Enter Helen again, passing over between two cupids.
Act: 5 Scene: 2
Mephistophilis
And this gloomy night,
Here in this room will wretched Faustus be.
Mephistophilis
How should he, but in desperate lunacy?
Fond worldling, now his heart blood dries with grief;
His conscience kills it, and his labouring brain
Begets a world of idle fantasies
To overreach the devil, but all in vain.
His store of pleasures must be sauced with pain.
He and his servant Wagner are at hand.
Both come from drawing Faustus' latest will.
See where they come. Enter Faustus and Wagner.
Mephistophilis
I Faustus, now thou hast no hope of heaven,
Therefore despair; think only upon hell,
For that must be thy mansion there to dwell.
Mephistophilis
I do confess it Faustus, and rejoice
Twas I that when thou were't i'the way to heaven,
Damned up thy passage; when thou took'st the book,
To view the scriptures, then I turned the leaves
And led thine eye.
What weep'st thou? 'Tis too late; despair. Farewell.
Fools that will laugh on earth most weep in hell. Exit.