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And turning to his men,
Be not. amazM!
By Fame been raised! 3
"And for myself," quoth he,
Nor more esteem me!
Loss to redeem me! *0
"Poitiers and Creasy tell,
No less our skill is,
Lopped the French lilies."
The Duke >f York Ho dread
Amongst his henchmen:
On the false Frenchmen! 56
They now to fight are gone;
To hear, was wonder;
Thunder to thunder. 6t
Well it thine age became,
0 noble Erpingnam,
Which O.idst the signal aim
W'hen, from a meadow by,
Like a storm suddenly,
The English archery-
W'ith Spanish yew so strong;
That like to serpents stung,
Piercing the weather.
Stuck close together.
When down their bows they threw,
Not one was tardy.
Our men were hardy.
This while our noble King,
As to o'crwhelm it;
Bruised his helmet.
Gloucester, that duke so good,
With his brave brother;
Scarce such another!
Warwick in blood did wade,
Still as they ran up.
Ferrers and Fanhope.
Upon Saint Crispin's Day
To England to carry.
Such a King Harryf
BEN JONSON (1573M637)
And 1 will pledge with mine;
The thirst that from the soul doth rise
Doth ask a drink divine;
I would not change for thine.
I sent thee late a rosy wreath,
Not so much honouring thee
It could not wither'd bo;
And sent'st it back to me;
Not of itself but thee!
The Triumph Of Chaeis
See the chariot at hand here of Love,
Wherein my lady rideth!
And well the car Love guidetli.
Unto her beauty;
But enjoy such a sight.
Through swords, through seas, whither she would ride. 1(>
Do but look on her eyes, they do light
All that Love's world compriseth! Do but look on her hair, it is bright
As Love's star when it riseth!
Than words that soothe her;
Sheds itself through the face
Have you seen but a bright lily grow.
Before rude hands have touched it? Have you marked but the fall of the snow ,
Before the soil hath smutched it f
Or swan's down ever?
Or the nard in the fire?
THE ELIZABETHAN AGE—DRAMA
THE TRAGICAL HISTORY OP DOCTOR FAUSTUS.*
Not marching in the fields of Thrasyt mene,1
Where Mars did mate-- the warlike Carthagens;
Nor sporting in the dalliance of love, In courts of kings where state3 is overturn M;
Nor in the pomp of proud audacious deeds, Intends our Muse to vaunt her heavenly verse:
Only this, gentles,—we must now perform
The form of Faustus' fortunes, good or bad:
And now to patient judgments we appeal,
And speak for Faustus in his infancy. 10
Now is he born of parents base of stock,
In Germany, within a town eall'd Rhodes :*
At riper years, to Wittenberg he went,
Whereas3 his kinsmen chiefly brought him up.
So much he profits in divinity,
i The scene of Hannibal's defeat of the Romans, B. C. Marlowe means that his drama Is not to deal, like others, with wars and Intrigues.
'cope wltb 4 Roda. near Weimar.
3 statehood, majesty 5 where
• The Faust legend, which embodies the old fancy of a compact with the Evil One. had Its origin In the life of a certain (ierman doctor (1. e. learned man) of evil character, Johnnn Faustus, who, dying about 1538, was reputed to have been carried off by the devil. The tales that grew up about his memory wen' collected In "The History of Dr. Faustus. the Notorious Magician and Master of the Hlack Art." published at Frankfort-on-the-Maln In 1587. A translation was printed In England and Marlowe Immediately dramatized it • 15881 : since then the story has appeared in many forms. Marlowe's drama was probably not printed In his lifetime. The editions dated 1604 and 1016 differ In many particular* and certainly neither of them Rives us the text as he left It. It is possible that none of the comic scenes, the mingling of which with tragedy came to be one of the characteristics of Elizabethan drama, were from his pen. The extracts given above present only the central tragic theme. The 1616 text is followed, with scene numbers Inserted to correspond with A. W. Ward's divisions of the 1604 text.
That shortly he was grac'd with doctor's name,
Excelling all, and sweetly can dispute
For, falling to a devilish exercise,
Faustus discovered in his study. Faustus. Settle8 thy studies, Faustus, and begin
To sound the depth of that thou wilt profess:»
Having commenc'd,io be a divine in show,
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 I
Affords this art no greater miracle?
Then read no more; thou hast attain'd that
end: 10 A greater subject fitteth Faustus' wit: Bid Economy farewell, and Galen'3 come: Be a physician, Faustus; heap up gold. And be eterniz'd for some wondrous cure: Summitm bonum medicince sanitas. The end of physic is our body's health. Why, Faustus. hast thou not attain'd that
Are not thy bills11 hung up as monuments. Whereby whole cities have escap'd the plague.
o knowledge >> aim at the goal (viz.,
7 Alluding to the story metaphysics)
of Icarus. 12 "To dispute well Is
8 fix upon 'the end of logic."
0 choose for n profes- 1" A famous physician sion of the second cen
i" tiiki-n the doctor's tury.
degree 11 prescriptions
And thousand desperate maladies been
Si una eademque res legatur duobus, alter
rein, alter valorem rci, tj't."1 A petty case of paltry legacies! [Heads. Exhwrtditare filium non potest pater, nisi,
Such is the subject of the institute,
And universal body of the law: 'M
This study fits a mercenary drudge,
Who aims at nothing but exter-ial trash;
Too servile and illiberal for me.
When all is done, divinity is best:
Jerome's Bible,18 Faustus; view it well.
Stipendium peccati mors est. Ha! Stipen-
Are but obeyed in their several provinces;
is A Roman emperor and law-giver.
16 "If one and Hip same thinii be bequeathed to
two. one [shall have] the thing, the other Its
iv "A father mny not disinherit his son. unless.
etc." l>> The Villon to.
i» Here Faustus turns to his books of magic.
Wag. I will, sir. [Exit. Faust. Their conference10 will be a greater help to me Than all my labours, plod I ne'er so fast. Enter Good Angel and Evil Angel. G. Anq. O, Faustus, lay that damned book aside,
And gaze not on it, lest it tempt thy soul.
E. Ang. Go forward, Faustus, in that famous
Faust. How am I glutted with conceit of this!
I'll have them fill the public schools with silk.
And reign sole king of all the provinces; 9° Yea, stranger engines for the brunt of war. Than was the fiery keel at Antwerp-bridge.t I '11 make my servile spirits to invent.
Enter Valdes and Corneliui. Come, German Valdes, and Cornelius, And make me blest with your sage conference. Valdes, sweet Valdes, and Cornelius, Know that your words have won me at the
To practise magic and concealed arts.
2" conversation 23 America
21 black art, I. e.. magic 2» delicacies
22 Interpret for me
• Alexander Farnese. the famous Governor of the Netherlands, who subdued Antwerp In 1.v»-~ and later planned at Philip ll's orders to Invade ICnglaml.
t Ships set on Are and driven auainst the Antwerp bridge to burn it down.
Tlieii, gentle friends, aid me in this attempt;
Like Almain rutters20 with their horsemen's staves,
Or Lapland giants, trotting by our sides; Sometimes like women, or unwedded maids, Shadowing more beauty in30 their airy brows Than have the white breasts of the queen of love: 120 From Venice shall they drag huge argosies, And from America the golden fleece That yearly stuffs old Philip's treasury; If learned Faustus will be resolute. Faust. Valdes, as resolute am I in this
As thou to live: therefore object it not.1
Fadst. Nothing, Cornelius. O, this cheers my
Vau>. Then haste thee to some solitary grove,
And bear wise Bacon's and Albertus'» works,
25 puzzled 20 American Indians
2» See .j-Snt'iit VI.. 666. 2n Cerman horsemen 21 A magician at the 30 Perhaps in = under
l make it no objection 2 skilled 5 Roger Bacon and Albertus Magnus, mediaeval scholars popularly reputed to have practiced
The Hebrew Psalter, and New Testament; And whatsoever else is requisite We will inform thee ere our conference cease. Corn. Valdes, first let him know the words of art;
And then, all other ceremonies learn'd, 150
Faustus may try his cunning by himself. Vald. First I'll instruct thee in the rudiments,
Ami then wilt thou be perfecter than I. Faust. Then come and dine with me, aud after meat,
We'll canvass every quiddity1 thereof;
For, ere I sleep, I'll try what I can do;
This night I '11 conjure, though I die therefore. [Exeunt.
Enter two Scholars.
First Schol. I wonder what's become »i Faustus, that was wont to make our schools ring with sic probo.'->
Sec. Schol. That shall we presently know; here conies his boy.
Enter Wagner. First Schol. How now, sirrah! where's thy
master f Wag. God in heaven knows. Sec. Schol. Why, dost not thou know, theuf Wag. Yes, I know; but that follows not. First Schol. Go to, sirrah! leave your jesting, and tell us where he is. . . . 10 Wag. Truly, my dear brethren, my master is within at dinner, with Valdes and Cornelius, as this wine, if it could speak, would inform your worships: and so, the Lord bless you, preserve you, and keep you, my dear brethren! [Exit. First Schol. O Faustus! 33 Then I fear that which I have long suspected, That thou art fall'n into that damned art For which they two are infamous through the world.
Sec. Schol. Were he a stranger, not allied to me,
The danger of his soul would make me mourn.
But, come, let us go and inform the Rector; It may be his grave counsel may reclaim him. 40 First Schol. I fear me nothing will reclaim him now.
Sec. Schol. Yet let us see what we can do.
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"Thus I prove" (a formuln in logical demonstration.