Post by Andrew on Jul 5, 2012 7:22:42 GMT -10
[2.3] VERSION 1, Which do you like better?
Enter the Clown (Robin).
ROBIN. What, Dick, look to the horses there till I come again! I have
gotten one of Doctor Faustus' conjuring books, and now we'll have such mischief as it passes.
Enter Dick.
DICK. What, Robin, you must come away and walk the horses.
ROBIN. I walk the horses? I scorn't, 'faith. I have other matters in hand. Let the horses walk themselves and they will. [Reading] A per se a;
t,h,e-the;o per se-o; deny orgon-gorgon? Keep further from me, O thou illiterate and unlearned hostler.
DICK. 'Snails, what hast thou got there? A book? Why, thou canst not tell ne'er a word on't.
ROBIN. That thou shalt see presently. Keep out of the circle, I say, lest
I send you into the host'ry with a vengeance.
DICK. That's like, 'faith. You had best leave your foolery, for an my master come, he'll conjure you, 'faith.
ROBIN. My master conjure me? I'll tell thee what: an my master come here, I'll clap as fair a pair of horns on's head as e'er thou sawest in thy life.
DICK. Thou needst not do that, for my mistress hath done it.
ROBIN. Ay, there be of us here that have waded as deep Into matters as other men, if they were disposed to talk.
DICK. A plague take you! I thought you did not sneak up and down after her for nothing. But I prithee, tell me in good sadness, Robin, is
that a conjuring book?
ROBIN. Do but speak what thou'lt have me to do, and I'll do't. If thou'lt dance naked, put off thy clothes, and I'll conjure thee about presently. Or, if thou'lt go but to the tavern with me, I'll give
thee white wine, red wine, claret wine, sack, muscadine, malmsey and whippincrust. Hold, belly, hold, and we'll not pay one penny for it.
DICK. O brave, prithee let's to it presently, for I am as dry as a dog.
ROBIN. Come then, let's away.
LUCIFER. Thou shalt; at midnight I will send for thee.
Meanwhile take this book and peruse it throughly,
And thou shalt turn thyself into what shape thou wilt.
FAUSTUS. Great thanks, mighty Lucifer!
This will I keep as chary as my life.
LUCIFER. Farewell, Faustus, and think on the devil.
FAUSTUS. Farewell, great Lucifer.
Come, Mephistopheles.
Enter the Clown (Robin).
ROBIN. What, Dick, look to the horses there till I come again! I have
gotten one of Doctor Faustus' conjuring books, and now we'll have such mischief as it passes.
Enter Dick.
DICK. What, Robin, you must come away and walk the horses.
ROBIN. I walk the horses? I scorn't, 'faith. I have other matters in hand. Let the horses walk themselves and they will. [Reading] A per se a;
t,h,e-the;o per se-o; deny orgon-gorgon? Keep further from me, O thou illiterate and unlearned hostler.
DICK. 'Snails, what hast thou got there? A book? Why, thou canst not tell ne'er a word on't.
ROBIN. That thou shalt see presently. Keep out of the circle, I say, lest
I send you into the host'ry with a vengeance.
DICK. That's like, 'faith. You had best leave your foolery, for an my master come, he'll conjure you, 'faith.
ROBIN. My master conjure me? I'll tell thee what: an my master come here, I'll clap as fair a pair of horns on's head as e'er thou sawest in thy life.
DICK. Thou needst not do that, for my mistress hath done it.
ROBIN. Ay, there be of us here that have waded as deep Into matters as other men, if they were disposed to talk.
DICK. A plague take you! I thought you did not sneak up and down after her for nothing. But I prithee, tell me in good sadness, Robin, is
that a conjuring book?
ROBIN. Do but speak what thou'lt have me to do, and I'll do't. If thou'lt dance naked, put off thy clothes, and I'll conjure thee about presently. Or, if thou'lt go but to the tavern with me, I'll give
thee white wine, red wine, claret wine, sack, muscadine, malmsey and whippincrust. Hold, belly, hold, and we'll not pay one penny for it.
DICK. O brave, prithee let's to it presently, for I am as dry as a dog.
ROBIN. Come then, let's away.
[Exeunt omnes.]
LUCIFER. Thou shalt; at midnight I will send for thee.
Meanwhile take this book and peruse it throughly,
And thou shalt turn thyself into what shape thou wilt.
FAUSTUS. Great thanks, mighty Lucifer!
This will I keep as chary as my life.
LUCIFER. Farewell, Faustus, and think on the devil.
FAUSTUS. Farewell, great Lucifer.
[Exeunt LUCIFER and BELZEBUB.]
Come, Mephistopheles.
[Exeunt.]
