the tragical history of doctor faustus(浮士德博士的悲剧)-第8节
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CARDINAL OF FRANCE。 Your grace mistakes； you gave us no such
charge。
RAYMOND。 Deny it not； we all are witnesses That Bruno here was
late deliver'd you； With his rich triple crown to be reserv'd And put into the
church's treasury。
BOTH CARDINALS。 By holy Paul； we saw them not！
POPE。 By Peter； you shall die； Unless you bring them forth
immediately！ Hale them to prison； lade their limbs with gyves。
False prelates； for this hateful treachery Curs'd be your souls to hellish
misery！ ＇Exeunt ATTENDANTS with the two CARDINALS。＇
FAUSTUS。 So； they are safe。 Now； Faustus； to the feast： The Pope
had never such a frolic guest。
POPE。 Lord Archbishop of Rheims； sit down with us。
ARCHBISHOP。 I thank your Holiness。
FAUSTUS。 Fall to； the devil choke you； an you spare！
POPE。 Who is that spoke？Friars； look about。 Lord Raymond； pray；
fall to。 I am beholding To the Bishop of Milan for this so rare a
present。
FAUSTUS。 I thank you； sir。 ＇Snatches the dish。＇
POPE。 How now！ who snatch'd the meat from me？ Villains； why
speak you not？ My good Lord Archbishop； here's a most dainty dish Was
sent me from a cardinal in France。
FAUSTUS。 I'll have that too。 ＇Snatches the dish。＇
POPE。 What Lollards do attend our holiness； That we receive
such great indignity？ Fetch me some wine。
FAUSTUS。 Ay； pray； do； for Faustus is a…dry。
POPE。 Lord Raymond； I drink unto your grace。
FAUSTUS。 I pledge your grace。 ＇Snatches the cup。＇
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POPE。 My wine gone too！Ye lubbers； look about； And find the man
that doth this villany； Or； by our sanctitude； you all shall die！ I pray； my
lords； have patience at this Troublesome banquet。
ARCHBISHOP。 Please it your Holiness； I think it be some ghost
crept out of Purgatory； and now is come unto your Holiness for his pardon。
POPE。 It may be so。 Go； then； command our priests to sing a dirge；
To lay the fury of this same troublesome ghost。 ＇Exit an ATTENDANT。
The POPE crosses himself。＇
FAUSTUS。 How now！ must every bit be spic'd with a cross？ Nay；
then； take that。 ＇Strikes the POPE。＇
POPE。 O； I am slain！Help me； my lords！ O； come and help to bear
my body hence！ Damn'd be his soul for ever for this deed！
＇Exeunt all except FAUSTUS and MEPHISTOPHILIS。＇
MEPHIST。 Now； Faustus； what will you do now？ for I can tell you
you'll be cursed with bell； book； and candle。
FAUSTUS。 Bell； book； and candle；candle； book； and bell； Forward
and backward； to curse Faustus to hell！
Re…enter the FRIARS； with bell； book； and candle； for the Dirge。
FIRST FRIAR。 Come； brethren； lets about our business with good
devotion。 ＇They sing。＇
CURSED BE HE THAT STOLE HIS HOLINESS' MEAT FROM
THE TABLE！ maledicat Dominus！ CURSED BE HE THAT
STRUCK HIS HOLINESS A BLOW ON THE FACE！
maledicat Dominus！ CURSED BE HE THAT STRUCK FRIAR
SANDELO A BLOW ON THE PATE！ maledicat Dominus！ CURSED BE
HE THAT DISTURBETH OUR HOLY DIRGE！ maledicat Dominus！
CURSED BE HE THAT TOOK AWAY HIS HOLINESS' WINE！
maledicat Dominus！
＇MEPHISTOPHILIS and FAUSTUS beat the FRIARS； and fling fire…
works among them； and exeunt。＇
Enter ROBIN and DICK with a cup。
DICK。 Sirrah Robin； we were best look that your devil can answer the
stealing of this same cup； for the Vintner's boy follows us at the
hard heels。
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ROBIN。 'Tis no matter； let him come： an he follow us； I'll so conjure
him as he was never conjured in his life； I warrant him。 Let me see the
cup。
DICK。 Here 'tis。 ＇Gives the cup to ROBIN。＇ Yonder he comes： now；
Robin； now or never shew thy cunning。
Enter VINTNER。
VINTNER。 O； are you here？ I am glad I have found you。 You are a
couple of fine companions： pray； where's the cup you stole from the
tavern？
ROBIN。 How； how！ we steal a cup！ take heed what you say： we look
not like cup…stealers； I can tell you。
VINTNER。 Never deny't； for I know you have it； and I'll search you。
ROBIN。 Search me！ ay； and spare not。 Hold the cup； Dick ＇Aside to
DICK； giving him the cup＇。 Come； come； search me； search me。
＇VINTNER searches him。＇
VINTNER。 Come on； sirrah； let me search you now。
DICK。 Ay； ay； do； do。 Hold the cup； Robin ＇Aside to ROBIN； giving
him the cup＇。 I fear not your searching： we scorn to steal your
cups； I can tell you。
＇VINTNER searches him。＇
VINTNER。 Never out…face me for the matter； for； sure； the cup is
between you two。
ROBIN。 Nay； there you lie； 'tis beyond us both。
VINTNER。 A plague take you！ I thought 'twas your knavery to take it
away： come； give it me again。
ROBIN。 Ay； much！ when； can you tell？Dick； make me a circle；
and stand close at my back； and stir not for thy life。Vintner； you shall
have your cup anon。Say nothing； Dick。＇Reads from a book＇ O per se； O；
Demogorgon； Belcher； and Mephistophilis！
Enter MEPHISTOPHILIS。
MEPHIST。 You princely legions of infernal rule； How am I vexed by
these villains' charms！ 》From Constantinople have they brought me now；
Only for pleasure of these damned slaves。 ＇Exit VINTNER。＇
ROBIN。 By lady； sir； you have had a shrewd journey of it！ will
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it please you to take a shoulder of mutton to supper； and a
tester in your purse； and go back again？
DICK。 Ay； I pray you heartily； sir； for we called you but in jest； I
promise you。
MEPHIST。 To purge the rashness of this cursed deed； First； be thou
turned to this ugly shape； For apish deeds transformed to an ape。
ROBIN。 O； brave！ an ape！ I pray； sir； let me have the carrying of him
about； to shew some tricks。
MEPHIST。 And so thou shalt： be thou transformed to a dog； and
carry him upon thy back。 Away！ be gone！
ROBIN。 A dog！ that's excellent： let the maids look well to their
porridge…pots； for I'll into the kitchen presently。Come； Dick； come。
＇Exeunt ROBIN and DICK。＇
MEPHIST。 Now with the flames of ever…burning fire I'll wing myself；
and forthwith fly amain Unto my Faustus； to the Great Turk's court。
＇Exit。＇
Enter MARTINO and FREDERICK at several doors。
MARTINO。 What； ho； officers； gentlemen！ Hie to the presence to
attend the Emperor。 Good Frederick； see the rooms be voided straight：
His majesty is coming to the hall； Go back； and see the state in
readiness。
FREDERICK。 But where is Bruno； our elected Pope； That on a Fury's
back came post from Rome？ Will not his grace consort the Emperor？
MARTINO。 O； yes； and with him comes the German conjurer； The
learned Faustus； fame of Wittenberg； The wonder of the world for magic
art； And he intends to shew great Carolus The race of all his stout
progenitors； And bring in presence of his majesty The royal shapes and
perfect semblances Of Alexander and his beauteous paramour。
FREDERICK。 Where is Benvolio？
MARTINO。 Fast asleep； I warrant you； He took his rouse with
stoops of Rhenish wine So kindly yesternight to Bruno's health； That all
this day the sluggard keeps his bed。
FREDERICK。 See； see； his window's ope！ we'll call to him。
MARTINO。 What； ho！ Benvolio！
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Enter BENVOLIO
