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1 Sold. Come sirs prepare your selves in readinesse, Make haste to helpe these noble Gentlemen, I heard them parley with the Conjuror.

2 Sold. See where he comes, dispatch and kill the slave.

Faust. Whats here? an ambush to betray my life: Then Faustus trie thy skill: base Peasants stand; For loe the trees remove at my command, And stand as Bulwarks twixt your selves and me, To shield me from your hated treachery: Yet to encounter this your weake attempt, Behold an Army comes incontinent.

Faustus strikes the doore, and enter a Divell playing on a drum, after him another bearing an Ensigne: and divers with weapons, Mephostophilis with fireworks; they set upon the Souldiers and drive them out.  

Mart. What ho, Benvolio?

Ben. Here, what Fredericke, ho?

Fred. O helpe me gentle friend, where is Martino?

Mart. Deere Fredericke here, Half smotherd in a lake of mud and durt, Through which the Furies dragged me by the heeles.

Fred. Martino see, Benvolio's hornes againe.

Mart. O misery, how now Benvolio?

Ben. Defend me heaven, shall I be haunted still?

Mart. Nay feare not man, we have no power to kill.

Ben. My friends transformed thus: O hellish spite,  Your