FLESH, BLOOD, OR GOODS, INTO THEIR HABITATION WHERESOEVER. BY ME, JOHN FAUSTUS.MEPHIST. Speak, Faustus, do you deliver this as your deed? FAUSTUS. Ay, take it, and the devil give thee good on't! MEPHIST. Now, Faustus, ask what thou wilt.
FAUSTUS. First will I question with thee about hell. Tell me, where is the place that men call hell?
MEPHIST. Under the heavens. FAUSTUS. Ay, but whereabout?
MEPHIST. Within the bowels of these90 elements, Where we are tortur'd and remain for ever:
Hell hath no limits, nor is circumscrib'd
In one self place; for where we are is hell, And where hell is, there91 must we ever be: And, to conclude, when all the world dissolves, And every creature shall be purified,
All places shall be hell that are92 not heaven. FAUSTUS. Come, I think hell's a fable.
MEPHIST. Ay, think so still, till experience change thy mind. FAUSTUS. Why, think'st thou, then, that Faustus shall be damn'd?
MEPHIST. Ay, of necessity, for here's the scroll
Wherein thou hast given thy soul to Lucifer.
FAUSTUS. Ay, and body too: but what of that? Think'st thou that Faustus is so fond93 to imagine That, after this life, there is any pain?
Tush, these are trifles and mere old wives' tales.
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MEPHIST. But, Faustus, I am an instance to prove the contrary, For I am damn'd, and am now in hell.
FAUSTUS. How! now in hell!
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