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<136> HIS HOLINESS A BLOW ON<137> 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<138> cup, for the Vintner's boy follows
us at the hard heels.<139>

ROBIN. 'Tis no matter; let him come: an he follow us, I'll so