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Page 189 - The stars move still, time runs, the clock will strike, The devil will come, and Faustus must be damned.
Page 11 - All things that move between the quiet poles Shall be at my command. Emperors and kings Are but obeyed in their several provinces, Nor can they raise the wind or rend the clouds; But his dominion that exceeds in this Stretcheth as far as doth the mind of man. A sound magician is a mighty god : Here, Faustus, try thy brains to gain a deity.
Page 54 - Thanks, Mephistophilis : yet fain would I have a book wherein I might behold all spells and incantations, that I might raise up spirits when I please. MEPH. Here they are in this book. [Turns to them. FAUST. Now would I have a book where I might see all characters and planets of the heavens, that I might know their motions and dispositions.
Page 48 - Hell hath no limits, nor is circumscribed In one self place ; for where we are is hell, And where hell is there must we ever be...
Page 50 - Ay, and body too; but what of that? Think'st thou that Faustus is so fond to imagine That, after this life, there is any pain? Tush; these are trifles, and mere old wives
Page 124 - Re-enter the Knight with a pair of horns on his head. How now, sir knight ! why I had thought thou had'st been a bachelor, but now I see thou hast a wife, that not only gives thee horns, but makes thee wear them.
Page 188 - See, see where Christ's blood streams in the firmament! One drop would save my soul, half a drop, ah my Christ! Ah rend not my heart for naming of my Christ, Yet will I call on him: oh spare me, Lucifer!
Page 193 - Why wert thou not a creature wanting soul ? Or why is this immortal that thou hast? Oh, Pythagoras, metempsychosis ! Were that true, This soul should fly from me, and I be changed Into some brutish beast.
Page 9 - Yet art thou still but Faustus, and a man. Couldst thou make men to live eternally, Or, being dead, raise them to life again, Then this profession were to be esteem'd. Physic, farewell! Where is Justinian? [Reads.] Si una eademque res legatur duobus, alter rem, alter valorem rei, &c.