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16 her limbs shine like silver in the light. Her hands are at her breast. Faustus steps back.]

'Tis thou! Forgive me!

O the wonderful

Sad eyes, the lips like prayer!

Her beauty seems

As all the tides of ocean ebbing down

Out of the heart to her.

Oh blind! blind! blind!

Ye eagerly deceived! Ye gladly tricked

To dull believing! Fools! And I have sold

My flesh and old rebellious hope of Heaven

To doubt what you run panting to believe.

I have forsworn all peace to keep aflame

The will you quench in faith—the will to try