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And situation of bright-splendent Rome: FAUSTUS. Fall to, and the devil choke you, an you spare! MEPHIST. So, Faustus; now Come, therefore, let's away. [Snatches the dish.] POPE. How now! who's that which spake?--Friars, look about. Whose summum bonum is in belly-cheer. Unseen of any whilst I stay in Rome. of Milan. LORRAIN to the banquet, with FRIARS attending. POPE. My lord, here is a dainty dish was sent me from the Bishop MEPHIST. Nay, Faustus, stay: I know you'd fain see the Pope, Of ever-burning Phlegethon, I swear Sound a Sonnet.[122] Enter the POPE and the CARDINAL OF FIRST FRIAR. Here's nobody, if it like your Holiness. POPE. How now! who's that which snatched the meat from me? will And take some part of holy Peter's feast, FAUSTUS. I thank you, sir. Do what thou wilt, thou shalt not be discern'd. POPE. My Lord of Lorrain, will't please you draw near? Then charm me, that I[121] FAUSTUS. Well, I'm content to compass then some sport, Where thou shalt see a troop of bald-pate friars, May be invisible, to do what I please, And by their folly make us merriment. That I do long to see the monuments [Mephistophilis charms him.]