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The Tragical History of Doctor Faustus From the Quarto of 1604

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THE TRAGICAL HISTORY OF DOCTOR FAUSTUS FROM THE QUARTO OF 1604.Enter CHORUS.CHORUS. Not marching now in fields of Thrasymene,Where Mars did mate the Carthaginians;Nor sporting in the dalliance of love,In courts of kings where state is overturn'd;Nor in the pomp of proud audacious deeds,Intends our Muse to vaunt her heavenly verse:Only this, gentlemen,—we must performThe form of Faustus' fortunes, good or bad:To patient judgments we appeal our plaud,And speak for Faustus in his infancy.Now is he born, his parents base of stock,In Germany, within a town call'd Rhodes:Of riper years, to Wertenberg he went,Whereas his kinsmen chiefly brought him up.So soon he profits in divinity,The fruitful plot of scholarism grac'd,That shortly he was grac'd with doctor's name,Excelling all whose sweet delight disputesIn heavenly matters of theology;Till swoln with cunning, of a self-conceit,His waxen wings did mount above his reach,And, melting, heavens conspir'd his overthrow;For, falling to a devilish exercise,And glutted now with learning's golden gifts,He surfeits upon cursed necromancy;Nothing so sweet as magic is to him,Which he prefers before his chiefest bliss:And this the man that in his study sits.[Exit.]FAUSTUS discovered in his study.FAUSTUS. Settle thy studies, Faustus, and beginTo sound the depth of that thou wilt profess:Having commenc'd, be a divine in shew,Yet level at the end of every art,And live and die in Aristotle's works.Sweet Analytics, 'tis thou hast ravish'd me!Bene disserere est finis logices.Is, to dispute well, logic's chiefest end?Affords this art no greater miracle?Then read no more; thou hast attain'd that end:A greater subject fitteth Faustus' wit:Bid Economy farewell, and Galen come,Seeing, Ubi desinit philosophus, ibi incipit medicus:Be a physician, Faustus; heap up gold,And be eterniz'd for some wondrous cure:Summum bonum medicinae sanitas,The end of physic is our body's health.Why, Faustus, hast thou not attain'd that end?Is not thy common talk found aphorisms?Are not thy bills hung up as monuments,Whereby whole cities have escap'd the plague,And thousand desperate maladies been eas'd?Yet art thou still but Faustus, and a man.Couldst thou make men to live eternally,Or, being dead, raise them to life again,Then this profession were to be esteem'd.Physic, farewell! Where is Justinian?[Reads.]Si una eademque res legatur duobus, alter rem,alter valorem rei, &c.A pretty case of paltry legacies![Reads.]Exhoereditare filium non potest pater, nisi, &c.Such is the subject of the institute,And universal body of the law:This study fits a mercenary drudge,Who aims at nothing but external trash;Too servile and illiberal for me.When all is done, divinity is best:Jerome's Bible, Faustus; view it well.[Reads.]Stipendium peccati mors est.Ha!Stipendium, &c.The reward of sin is death: that's hard.[Reads.]Si peccasse negamus, fallimur, et nulla est in nobis veritas;If we say that we have no sin, we deceive ourselves, andthere's no truth in us....