The Works of Christopher Marlowe

Dr. Faustus (B Text)


Act: 2 Scene: 3
What, Dick, look to the horses there till I come again.
I have gotten one of Doctor Faustus's conjuring books, and
now we'll have such knavery, as't passes.
I walk the horses, I scorned 'faith, I have other
matters in hand; let the horses walk themselves and they will.
A per se a, t. h. e the: o per se o deny orgon, gorgon. Keep
further from me, O thou illiterate and unlearned hostler.
That thou shalt see presently. Keep out of the cir-
cle, I say, lest I send you into the ostry with a vengeance.
My master conjure me? I'll tell thee what, an my
master come here, I'll clap as fair a pair of horns on's
head as e'er thou saw'st in thy life.
Ay, there be of us here that have waded as deep in-
to matters as other men, if they were disposed to talk.
Do but speak what thou'd have me to do, and I'll
do't. If thou'd dance naked, put off thy clothes, and I'll
conjure thee about presently. Or if thou'd go but to the ta-
vern with me, I'll give thee white wine, red wine, claret
wine, sack, muskadine, malmesey and whippincrust.
Hold belly hold, and we'll not pay one penny for it.
Come, then, let's away. Exeunt.