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SCENE VII. - Christopher Marlowe, The Works of Christopher Marlowe vol. 1 [1590]

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The Works of Christopher Marlowe, ed. A.H. Bullen (London: John C. Nimmo, 1885). Vol. 1.

Part of: The Works of Christopher Marlowe, 3 vols.

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SCENE VII.

Enter1 FAUSTUS and MEPHISTOPHILIS.

Faust.

  • Having now, my good Mephistophilis,
  • Passed with delight the stately town of Trier,2
  • Environed round with airy mountain-tops,
  • With walls of flint, and deep entrenched lakes,
  • Not to be won by any conquering prince;
  • From Paris next, coasting the realm of France,
  • We saw the river Maine fall into Rhine,
  • Whose banks are set with groves of fruitful vines;
  • Then up to Naples, rich Campania,
  • Whose buildings fair and gorgeous to the eye,

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  • The streets straight forth, and paved with finest brick,
  • Quarter the town in four equivalents:3
  • There saw we learned Maro's golden tomb,
  • The way he cut, an English mile in length,
  • Thorough a rock of stone in one night's space;4
  • From thence to Venice, Padua, and the rest,
  • In one5 of which a sumptuous temple stands,
  • That threats the stars with her aspiring top.1
  • Thus hitherto has Faustus spent his time:
  • But tell me, now, what resting-place is this?

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  • Hast thou, as erst I did command,
  • Conducted me within the walls of Rome?

Meph.2

  • Faustus, I have; and because we will not be unprovided, I have taken up his Holiness' privy-chamber for our use.

Faust.

  • I hope his Holiness will bid us welcome.

Meph.

  • Tut,3 'tis no matter, man, we'll be bold with his good cheer,
  • And now, my Faustus, that thou may'st perceive
  • What Rome containeth to delight thee with,
  • Know that this city stands upon seven hills
  • That underprop the groundwork of the same:
  • Just4 through the midst runs flowing Tiber's stream,
  • With winding banks that cut it in two parts:
  • Over the which four5 stately bridges lean,
  • That make safe passage to each part of Rome:
  • Upon the bridge called Ponte6 Angelo
  • Erected is a castle passing strong,
  • Within1 whose walls such store of ordnance are,

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  • And double2 cannons formed of carved brass,
  • As match the days within one complete year;
  • Besides the gates and high pyramides,
  • Which Julius Caesar brought from Africa.

Faust.

  • Now by the kingdoms of infernal rule,
  • Of Styx, of3 Acheron, and the fiery lake
  • Of ever-burning Phlegethon, I swear
  • That I do long to see the monuments
  • And situation of bright-splendent Rome:
  • Come therefore, let's away.
  • Meph4 Nay, Faustus, stay; I know you'd see the Pope,
  • And take some part of holy Peter's feast,

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  • Where thou shall see a troop of bald-pate friars,
  • Whose summum bonum is in belly-cheer.

Faust.

  • Well, I'm content to compass them some sport,
  • And by their folly make us merriment
  • Then charm me [Mephistophilis] that I
  • May be invisible, to do what I please
  • Unseen of any whilst I stay in Rome.
  • [MEPHISTOPHILIS charms him.

Meph. So.

  • Faustus, now Do what thou wilt, thou shall not be discerned.

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  • Sound a Sonnet.1
  • Enter the POPE and the CARDINAL OF LORRAIN to the banquet, with Friars attending.

Pope.

  • My Lord of Lorrain, wilt please you draw near?

Faust.

  • Fall to, and the devil choke you an you spare!

Pope.

  • How now! Who's that which spake?—Friars, look about.

First Friar.

  • Here's nobody, if it like your Holiness.

Pope.

  • My lord, here is a dainty dish was sent me from the Bishop of Milan.

Faust.

  • I thank you, sir.
  • [Snatches the dish.

Pope.

  • How now! Who's that which snatched the meat from me? Will no man look? My Lord, this dish was sent me from the Cardinal of Florence.

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Faust.

  • You say true; I'll ha't.
  • [Snatches the dish.

Pope.

  • What, again! My lord, I'll drink to your grace.

Faust.

  • I'll pledge your grace.
  • [Snatches the cup.

C. of Lor.

  • My lord, it may be some ghost newly crept out of Purgatory, come to beg a pardon of your Holiness.

Pope.

  • It may be so. Friars, prepare a dirge to lay the fury of this ghost. Once again, my lord, fall to.
  • [The POPE crosses himself.

Faust.

  • What, are you crossing of yourself? Well, use that trick no more I would advise you.
  • [The POPE crosses himself again.
  • Well, there's the second time. Aware the third,

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  • I give you fair warning.
  • [The POPE crosses himself again, and FAUSTUS hitshim a box of the ear; and they all run away.
  • Come on, Mephistophilis, what shall we do?

Meph.

  • Nay, I know not We shall be cursèd with bell, book, and candle.

Faust.

  • How! bell, book, and candle,—candle, book, and bell,
  • Forward and backward to curse Faustus to Hell!
  • Anon you shall hear a hog grunt, a calf bleat, an ass bray,
  • Because it is Saint Peter's holiday.
  • Re-enter the Friars to sing the Dirge.

First Friar.

  • Come, brethren, let's about our business with good devotion.
  • [They sing.
  • CursÈD be he that stole away his Holiness' meat from thetable! Maledicat Dominus!

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  • CursÈD be he that struck his Holiness a blow on the face.! Maledicat Dominus!
  • CursÈD be he that took1Friar Sandelo a blow on the pate! Maledicat Dominus
  • CursÈD be he that dislurbeth our holy dirge! Maledicat Dominus!
  • CursÈD be he that took away his Holiness' wine! Maledicat Dominus! Et omnes sancti! Amen!
  • MEPHISTOPHILIS and FAUSTUS beat the Friars, and fling fireworks among them: and so exeunt.
  • Enter CHORUS.

Chorus.

  • When Faustus had with pleasure ta'en the view
  • Of rarest things, and royal courts of kings,
  • He stayed his course, and so returned home;
  • Where such as bear his absence but with grief,
  • I mean his friends, and near'st companions,
  • Did gratulate his safety with kind words,
  • And in their conference of what befell,
  • Touching his journey through the world and air,
  • They put forth questions of Astrology,
  • Which Faustus answered with such learned skill,

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  • As they admired and wondered at his wit.
  • Now is his fame spread forth in every land;
  • Amongst the rest the Emperor is one,
  • Carolus the Fifth, at whose palace now
  • Faustus is feasted 'mongst his noblemen.
  • What there he did in trial of his art,
  • I leave untold—your eyes shall see performed.
  • [Exit.

[1]The scene is laid in the Pope's privy-chamber.

[2]Treves.

[3]Ed. 1604 “equivalence.”

[4]Dyce quotes from Petrarch's Ittnerarium Syriacum:—” Non longe a Puteolis Falernus colhs attollitur, famoso palmite nobilis. Inter Fal-ernum et mare mons est saxeus hominum manibus confossus quod vulgus insulsum a Virgiho magicis cantaminibus factum putant.”

[5]So ed. 1616.—Ed. 1604 “in midst of which.” (From the prose fits-lory of Dr. Faust us, Dyce shows that the “sumptuous temple is St Mark's at Venice.)

[1]In ed. 1616 these two lines are added —

  • “Whose frame is paved with sundry coloured stones,
  • And rooft aloft with curious work in gold”

[2]A garbled version of what Marlowe wrote. Ed. 1616 gives —

  • “I have, my Fatugstus, and, for proof thereof,
  • This is the goodly palace of the Pope:
  • And, cause we are no common guests,
  • I choose his privy-chamber for our use.”

[3]Ed. 1616,—” All's one, for we'll be bold with his venison.”

[4]This line and the next, necessary for the sense, first occur in ed. 1616.

[5]Ed. 1616 “two.”

[6]Old eds. “Ponto.”

[1]Ed. 1616 reads:—

  • “Where thou shalt see such store of ord[i]nance
  • As that the double cannons, forg'd of brass,
  • Do match the number of the days contam'd
  • Within the compass of one c& mplete year.”

[2]“This probably means cannons with double bores. Two cannons with trifle bores were taken from the French at Malplaquet, and are now in the Woolwich Museum.”— Ward.

[3]Soed. 1616.—Omitted in ed. 1604,

[4]From this point the scene is greatly expanded in ed. 1616. See Appendix.

[1]Nares enumerates six vanous forms—Sennet, Senet, Synnet, Cynet, Signet and Signate, It is defined by the same authority as “a particular set of notes on the trumpet or cornet, different from a flourish.”

[1]Wagner wanted to read'' strook,'' but Ward aptly compares Measure for Measure, ii. i. 189.—” If he took you a box o' the ear.”