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 Ben. Weele sell it to a Chimney-sweeper: it will weare out ten birchin broomes I warrant you.

Fred. What shall his eyes doe?

Ben. Weele pull out his eyes, and they shall serve for buttons to his lips, to keepe his tongue from catching cold.

Mart. An excellent policy: and now sirs having divided him, what shall the body doe?

Ben. Zounds the Devill's alive againe.

Fred. Give him his head for Gods sake.

Faust. Nay keepe it: Faustus will have heads and hands, I call your hearts to recompence this deed. Knew ye not Traitors I was limited For foure and twenty yeares to breath on earth, And had you cut my body with your swords, Or hew'd this flesh and bones as small as sand, Yet in a minute had my spirit returnd, And I had breath'd a man made free from harme. But wherefore doe I dally my revenge? Asteroth, Belimoth, Mephostophilis, Go horse these Traytors on your fiery backes, And mount aloft with them as high as heaven, Thence pitch them headlong to the lowest hell: Yet stay, the world shall see their misery, And Hell shall after plague their treachery. Go Belimothe, and take this caitiffe hence, And hurle him in some lake of mud and durt: Take thou this other; dragge him through the woods, Among the pricking thornes and sharpest bryers, Whilst with my gentle Mephostophilis, This Traytor flies unto some steepy rocke, That rouling downe, may breake the villaines bones, As he intended to dismember me. Fly hence, dispatch my charge immediatly.

Fred. Pitty us gentle Faustus, save our lives.

Faust. Away.

Fred. He must needs go that the Divell drives. Exeunt Spirits with the Knights. Rh