he not? comes he not? As in this furnace God shall try my faith, --'Tis but a surfeit; never fear, man. Ambitious fiends, see how the heavens smile [Exeunt,--on one side, DEVILS, on the other, OLD MAN.] FIRST SCHOLAR. If it be so, we'll have physicians to cure him. At your repulse, and laugh your state to scorn! FAUSTUS. But Faustus' offence can ne'er be pardoned: the serpent over-solitary. SECOND SCHOLAR. What means Faustus? Satan begins to sift me with his pride: that tempted Eve may be saved, but not Faustus. Ah, gentlemen, mercies are infinite. FAUSTUS. Ah, my sweet chamber-fellow, had I lived with thee, FAUSTUS. Ah, gentlemen! SECOND SCHOLAR. Yet, Faustus, look up to heaven; remember God's FAUSTUS. A surfeit of deadly sin, that hath damned both body hear me with patience, and tremble not at my speeches! Though FIRST SCHOLAR. What ails Faustus? and soul. And fly'st the throne of his tribunal-seat! Hence, hell! for hence I fly unto my God. THIRD SCHOLAR. Belike he is grown into some sickness by being My faith, vile hell, shall triumph over thee. then had I lived still! but now I die eternally. Look, comes Enter DEVILS. Enter FAUSTUS,[167] with SCHOLARS.