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O God, Ah, rend not my heart for naming of my Christ! Now draw up Faustus, like a foggy mist. No, no! Yet will I call on him: O, spare me, Lucifer!-- Earth, gape! O, no, it will not harbour me! Let Faustus live in hell a thousand years, You stars that reign'd at my nativity, O, no end is limited to damned souls! Then will I headlong run into the earth: [The clock strikes the half-hour.] My limbs may issue from your smoky mouths, That, when you[173] vomit forth into the air, If thou wilt not have mercy on my soul, Where is it now? 'tis gone: and see, where God One drop would save my soul, half a drop: ah, my Christ!-- Stretcheth out his arm, and bends his ireful brows! Impose some end to my incessant pain; And hide me from the heavy wrath of God! Into the entrails of yon labouring cloud[s], A hundred thousand, and at last be sav'd! Yet for Christ's sake, whose blood hath ransom'd me, Ah, half the hour is past! 'twill all be past anon Whose influence hath allotted death and hell, So that my soul may but ascend to heaven! See, see, where Christ's blood streams in the firmament! Mountains and hills, come, come, and fall on me,