blood, instead of tears! yea, life and soul! O, he stays my tongue! I would lift up my hands; but see, they hold 'em, they hold 'em?  ('?' sic)       ALL. Who, Faustus? FAUSTUS. Why, Lucifer and Mephistophilis. O gentlemen, I gave them my soul for my cunning! ALL. O, God forbid! FAUSTUS. God forbade it, indeed; but Faustus hath done it:  for the vain pleasure of four-and-twenty years hath Faustus lost eternal joy and felicity. I writ them a bill with mine own blood:      the date is expired; this is the time, and he will fetch me. FIRST SCHOLAR. Why did not Faustus tell us of this before, that divines might have prayed for thee?       FAUSTUS. Oft have I thought to have done so; but the devil threatened to tear me in pieces, if I named God, to fetch me body and soul, if I once gave ear to divinity:  and now 'tis 250 too late. Gentlemen, away, lest you perish with me. SECOND SCHOLAR. O, what may we do to save Faustus? FAUSTUS. Talk not of me, but save yourselves, and depart. THIRD SCHOLAR. God will strengthen me; I will stay with Faustus. FIRST SCHOLAR. Tempt not God, sweet friend; but let us into the next room, and pray for him. FAUSTUS. Ay, pray for me, pray for me; and what noise soever you hear, come not unto me, for nothing can rescue me. SECOND SCHOLAR. Pray thou, and we will pray that God may have mercy upon thee. FAUSTUS. Gentlemen, farewell:  if I live till morning, I'll visit you; if not, Faustus is gone to hell. ALL. Faustus, farewell.           [Exeunt SCHOLARS.]       MEPHIST. Ay, Faustus, now thou hast no hope of heaven; Therefore despair; think only upon hell, For that must be thy mansion, there to dwell. FAUSTUS. O thou bewitching fiend, 'twas thy temptation Hath robb'd me of eternal happiness! MEPHIST. I do confess it, Faustus, and rejoice:      'Twas I that, when thou wert i'the way to heaven, Damm'd up thy passage; when thou took'st the book To view the Scriptures, then I turn'd the leaves, And led thine eye. 251 What, weep'st thou? 'tis too late; despair! Farewell:      Fools that will laugh on earth must weep in hell.           [Exit.] 252 Enter GOOD ANGEL and EVIL ANGEL at several doors. GOOD ANGEL. O Faustus, if thou hadst given ear to me, Innumerable joys had follow'd thee! But thou didst love the world. EVIL ANGEL. Gave ear to me, And now must taste hell-pains 253 perpetually. GOOD ANGEL. O, what will all thy riches, pleasures, pomps, Avail thee now? EVIL ANGEL. Nothing, but vex thee more, To want in hell, that had on earth such store. GOOD ANGEL. O, thou hast lost celestial 

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