Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

Doctor Faustus · chunk 22 of 23

Anonymous / Marlowe, Christopher · published 1604 · first performed or written 1592 [1592-1593] (Annals)
tragedy · Unknown
unassigned nearest T5 Christian faith, sin and salvation · 503 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T5: god, christ, david, sin, holy, israel, lord, mercy, sins, faith.

Accursed Faustus, miserable man, That from thy soul exclud'st the grace of heaven, And fliest the throne of his tribunal seat, Sathan an begins to sift me with his pride, As in this furnace God shall try my faith, My faith, vile hell, shall triumph over thee, Ambitious fiends, see how the heavens smiled At your repulse, and laughs your state to scorn, Hence hell, for hence I fly unto my God. Ah Gentlemen! what ails Faustus? Ah my sweet chamber-fellow! had I lived with thee, then had I lived still, but now I die eternally: look, comes he not? comes he not? what means Faustus? Belike he is grown into some sickness, by being ever solitary. If it be so, we'll have Physicians to cure him, 'tis but a surfeit, never fear man. A surfeit of deadly sin that hath damned both body and soul. Yet Faustus look up to heaven, remember gods mercies are infinite. But Faustus' offence can near be pardoned, The Serpent that tempted Eue may be saved, But not Faustus: Ah Gentlemen, hear me with patience, and tremble not at my speeches, though my heart pants and quivers to remember that I have been a student here these thirty years, O would I had never seen Wertenberg, never read book: and what wonders I have done, all Germany can witness, heaven yea all the world, for which both Germany, and the world, yea heaven itself, heaven the the seat of God, the throne of the blessed, the kingdom of joy, and must remain in hell for ever, hell ah hell for ever, sweet friends, what shall become of Faustus, being in hell for forever? Yet Faustus call on God. Who Faustus? Lucifer and Mephastophilis. Ah Gentlemen! I gave them my soul for my cunning. God forbid. God forbade it indeed; but Faustus hath done it: for vain pleasure of 24 years, hath Faustus lost eternal joy and felicity, I writ them a bill with mine own blood, the date is expired, the time will come, and he will fetch me. why did not Faustus tell us of this before, that Divines might have prayed for thee? Oft have I thought to have done so, but the devil threatened to tear me in pieces, if I named God, to fetch both body and soul, if I once gave ear to divinity: and now 'tis too late: Gentlemen away, lest you perish with me. O what shall we do to Faustus? Talk not of me, but save yourselves, and depart. God will strengthen me, I will stay with Faustus. Tempt not God, sweet friend, but let us into the next room, and there pray for him. I pray for me, pray for me, and what noise soever ye hear, come not unto me, for nothing can rescue me. Pray thou, and we will pray that God may have mercy upon thee. Gentlemen farewell, if I live till morning, I'll visit you: if not, Faustus is gone to hell. Faustus, farewell.
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PlayDoctor Faustus
AuthorAnonymous / Marlowe, Christopher
Publication year (edition)1604
First performance / composition (Annals)1592 [1592-1593]
First performance (BritDrama)1588 [1587-1589] [revised 1602]
Company (BritDrama)Unknown
Genre (British Drama)tragedy
Play typeAdult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 476 · TCP A07009 · DEEP 369
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 964–999 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 22 of 23 in this edition
Length503 words · 693 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T5 — Christian faith, sin and salvation at 0.772
Other seedsseed 43: unassigned · seed 44: unassigned — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Accursed Faustus, miserable man, That from thy soule excludst the grace of heauen, And the throne of his tribunall eate, an begins to ift me with his pide, As in this furnace God shal try my faith, My faith, vile hel, shal triumph ouer thée, Amitios , sée how the heauens smile At your repulse, and laughs your state to , Hence hel, for hence I flie vnto my God. Ah Gentlemen! what ailes Faustus? Ah my swéete chamber-fellow! had I liued with thée, then had I liued stil, but now I die eternally: looke, comes he not? comes he not? what meanes Faustus? Belike he is growne into sickenesse, by being euer solitary. If it be so, wéele haue Physitians to cure him, tis but a surfft, neuer feare man. A surffet of deadly sinne that hath damnd both body and soule. Yet Faustus looke vp to heauen, remember gods mercies are infinite. But Faultus offence can nere be pardoned, The Serpent that tempted Eue may be saud, But not Faustus: Ah Gentlemen, he with patience, and tremble not at my spéeches, though my heart pants and quiuers to remember that I haue beene a student here these thirty yéeres, O would I had neuer séene Wertenberge, neuer read booke: and what I haue done, al can witnes, jeaven yea all the world, for which both Germany, and the wold, yea heauen it selfe, the seate of God, the throne of the blesse, the kingdome of ioy, and must remaine hel for uer, hel ah hel for euer, friends, what shall become of Faustus, being in hel for ? Yet Faustus call on God. Who Faustus? Lucifer and Mphastophilis. Ah Gentlemen! I gaue them my soule for my cunning. God forbid. God forbade it indéede▪ but Faustus hath done it: for vae pleasure of yeares, hath Faustus eternall ioy and flicitie, I writ them a bill with ne owne bloud, the date is expired, the time wii come, and he wil fetch mee. why did not Faustus tel vs of this before, that Diuines might haue prayed for thee? Oft haue I thought to haue done so, but the diuell threatned to teare mée in péeces, if I namde God, to fetch both body and soule, if I once gaue eare to diuinitie: and now tis too late: Gentlemen away, lest you perish with me. O what shal we do to Faustus? Talke not o me, but saue your selues, and depart. God wil strengthen me, I wil stay with Faustus. Tempt not God, swéete friend, but let vs into the next roome, and there pray for him. I pray for me, pray for me, and what noyse soeuer yée heare, come not vnto me, for nothing can rescue me. Pray thou, and we wil pray that God may haue mercy vpon thée. Gentlemen farewel, if I liue til morning, Ile visite you: if not, Faustus is gone to hel. Faustus, farewel.