07 Dec




















O lente,[172] lente currite, noctis equi! you; if not, Faustus is gone to hell. A year, a month, a week, a natural day, O, I'll leap up to my God!--Who pulls me down?-- next room, and there pray for him. The devil will come, and Faustus must be damn'd. late. Gentlemen, away, lest you perish with me. FIRST SCHOLAR. Tempt not God, sweet friend; but let us into the ALL. Faustus, farewell. FAUSTUS. Ah, Faustus, That Faustus may repent and save his soul! And then thou must be damn'd perpetually! SECOND SCHOLAR. O, what shall we do to save[170] Faustus? ye hear,[171] come not unto me, for nothing can rescue me. Stand still, you ever-moving spheres of heaven, [Exeunt SCHOLARS.--The clock strikes eleven.] Perpetual day; or let this hour be but FAUSTUS. Gentlemen, farewell: if I live till morning, I'll visit FAUSTUS. Ay, pray for me, pray for me; and what noise soever Now hast thou but one bare hour to live, mercy upon thee. That time may cease, and midnight never come; SECOND SCHOLAR. Pray thou, and we will pray that God may have THIRD SCHOLAR. God will strengthen me; I will stay with Faustus. The stars move still, time runs, the clock will strike, FAUSTUS. Talk not of me, but save yourselves, and depart. Fair Nature's eye, rise, rise again, and make

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