Dominus! CURSED BE HE THAT TOOK FRIAR SANDELO A BLOW ON THE PATE! FIRST FRIAR. I mean his friends and near'st companions, CURSED BE HE THAT STOLE AWAY HIS HOLINESS' MEAT FROM THE Dominus? ['?' sic] CURSED BE HE THAT TOOK AWAY HIS HOLINESS' WINE! maledicat CURSED BE HE THAT STRUCK HIS HOLINESS A BLOW ON THE FACE! Enter CHORUS. Which Faustus answer'd with such learned skill TABLE! maledicat Dominus! maledicat Dominus! CHORUS. When Faustus had with pleasure ta'en the view And in their conference of what befell, Et omnes Sancti! Amen! [MEPHISTOPHILIS and FAUSTUS beat the FRIARS, and fling They sing. CURSED BE HE THAT DISTURBETH OUR HOLY DIRGE! maledicat Where such as bear his absence but with grief, They put forth questions of astrology, Touching his journey through the world and air, Did gratulate his safety with kind words, Come, brethren, let's about our business with good devotion. Of rarest things, and royal courts of kings, fire-works among them; and so exeunt.] He stay'd his course, and so returned home; maledicat Dominus!