I did the same thing with Twelfth Night below 🙂 This’ll contain some of the lines I really liked while reading through this play. Gotta love British Literature midterm examinations, right?
O, what a world of profit and delight,
Of power, of honour, of omnipotence,
Is promised to the studious artisan!
Be thou on earth as Jove is in the sky,
Lord and commander of these elements.
I charge thee to return and change thy shape;
Thou art too ugly to attend on me.
Go, and return an old Franciscan friar;
That holy shape becomes a devil best.
Think’st thou that I who saw the face of God,
And tasted the eternal joys of Heaven,
Am not tormented with ten thousand hells,
In being deprived of everlasting bliss?
God forgive me, he speaks Dutch fustian. Well,
I’ll follow him: I’ll serve him, that’s flat.
The god thou serv’st is thine own appetite,
Wherein is fixed the love of Belzebub;
To him I’ll build an altar and a church,
And offer lukewarm blood of new-born babes.
>>>>>> How gruesome!
Solamen miseris socios habuisse doloris.
>>>>>> Misery loves company. The reason Lucifer accepts Faustus’s soul in exchange for Mephistophilis’s service.
But what is this inscription on mine arm?
Homo, fuge! Whither should I fly?
If unto God, he’ll throw me down to hell.
My senses are deceived; here’s nothing writ:—
I see it plain; here in this place is writ
Homo, fuge! Yet shall not Faustus fly.
>>>>>> The use of “Homo Fuge” as the inscription in Faustus’ arm is one indication of the play’s classification as a morality play (5.77). The saying is Latin for “Fly, man,” which can be interpreted as a warning for Faustus to escape the evil that he is surrendering himself to before it is too late.
situ et tempore?
>>>>>> "In direction and in time?"
Damned art thou, Faustus, damned; despair and die!
Hell calls for right, and with a roaring voice
Says “Faustus come! thine hour is almost come!”
And Faustus now will come to do the right.
I go, sweet Faustus, but with heavy cheer,
Fearing the ruin of thy hopeless soul.
Was this the face that launched a thousand ships,
And burnt the topless towers of Ilium?
Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kiss.
Oh, thou art fairer than the evening air
Clad in the beauty of a thousand stars;
Brighter art thou than flaming Jupiter
When he appeared to hapless Semele:
More lovely than the monarch of the sky
Satan 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 smile
At your repulse, and laugh your state to scorn!
Hence, hell! for hence I fly unto my God.
>>>>>> Death of a virtuous Old Man who warned Faustus to repent and similarly be saved.
and what wonders I have done, all Germany
can witness, yea, all the world: for which Faustus hath
lost both Germany and the world, yea, Heaven itself,
Heaven, 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 ever?
>>>>>> Faustus regretting his decision to sell his soul. It’s touching T_T He is in despair, and speaks to fellow scholars of his Damnation.
Gentlemen, farewell: if I live till morning, I’ll visit
you: if not—Faustus is gone to hell.
Stand still, you ever-moving spheres of Heaven,
That time may cease, and midnight never come;
O, it strikes, it strikes! Now, body, turn to air,
Or Lucifer will bear thee quick to hell!
O soul, be changed into little water-drops,
And fall into the ocean ne’er be found.
editupdate: As of 3:15, I’m done with this play as well! Updated my homeworking list on LJ and I’m now gonna take a break before starting on my Politics readings!