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SCENE VIII. - 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 VIII.

Enter1 ROBIN the Ostler with a book in his hand.

Robin.

  • O, this is admirable! here I ha' stolen one of Dr. Faustus's conjuring books, and i' faith I mean to search some circles for my own use. Now will I make
  • all the maidens in our parish dance at my pleasure, stark naked before me; and so by that means I shall see more than e'er I felt or saw yet.
  • Enter RALPH calling ROBIN.

Ralph.

  • Robin, prithee come away; there's a gentleman tarries to have his horse, and he would have his things rubbed and made clean: he keeps such a chafing with my mistress about it; and she has sent me to look thee out; prithee come away.

    II

Robin.

  • Keep out, keep out, or else you are blown up; you are dismembered, Ralph: keep out, for I am about a roaring piece of work.

Ralph.

  • Come, what doest thou with that same book? Thou can'st not read.

Robin.

  • Yes, my master and mistress shall find that I can read, he for his forehead, she for her private study; she's born to bear with me, or else my art fails.

Ralph.

  • Why, Robin, what book is that?

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Robin.

  • What book! why the most intolerable book for conjuring that e'er was invented by any brimstone devil.

Ralph.

  • Can'st thou conjure with it?

Robin.

  • I can do all these things easily with it; first, I can make thee drunk with ippocras1 at any tabern in Europe for nothing; that's one of my conjuring works.

Ralph.

  • Our Master Parson says that's nothing.

Robin.

  • True, Ralph; and more, Ralph, if thou hast
  • any mind to Nan Spit, our kitchenmaid, then turn her and wind her to thy own use as often as thou wilt, and at midnight.

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Ralph.

  • O brave Robin, shall I have Nan Spit, and to mine own use? On that condition I'd feed thy devil with horsebread1 as long as he lives, of free cost.

Robin.

  • No more, sweet Ralph: let's go and make clean our boots, which lie foul upon our hands, and then to our conjuring in the devil's name.
  • [Exeunt.

[1]Scene: an Inn-yard. The scene is omitted in ed. 1616, and later 4tos.

[1]“A medicated drink composed usually of red wine, but sometimes white, with the addition of sugar and spices.”—Nares.

[1]It was a common practice among our ancestors to feed horses on bread. Nares quotes from Gervase Markham a recipe for making horse-loaves.