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To give me whatsoever I shall ask, So he will spare him four and twenty years, Letting him live in all voluptuousness; FAUSTUS. How comes it, then, that thou art out of hell? Learn thou of Faustus manly fortitude, Having thee ever to attend on me, FAUSTUS. Where are you damn'd? Which strike [36] a terror to my fainting soul! In being depriv'd of everlasting bliss? And are for ever damn'd with Lucifer. MEPHIST. In hell. And scorn those joys thou never shalt possess. And always be obedient to my will. For being deprived of the joys of heaven? Conspir'd against our God with Lucifer, To slay mine enemies, and to aid my friends, Say, he surrenders up to him his soul, Am not tormented with ten thousand hells, FAUSTUS. What, is great Mephistophilis so passionate O, Faustus, leave these frivolous demands, By desperate thoughts against Jove's deity, Think'st thou that I, that saw the face of God, And tasted the eternal joys of heaven, To tell me whatsoever I demand, MEPHIST. Why, this is hell, nor am I out of it: Seeing Faustus hath incurr'd eternal death Go bear these tidings to great Lucifer: