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The Tragical History of Doctor Faustus - From the Quarto of 1616 by Christopher Marlowe
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HORSE-COURSER. You whoreson conjuring scab, do you remember how
you cozened me with a ho----

ROBIN. Ha'<225> you forgotten me? you think to carry it away with
your hey-pass and re-pass: do you remember the dog's fa----
[Exeunt CLOWNS.]

HOSTESS. Who pays for the ale? hear you, Master Doctor; now you
have sent away my guess,<226> I pray who shall pay me for my a----
[Exit HOSTESS.]

DUCHESS. My lord,
We are much beholding<227> to this learned man.

DUKE. So are we, madam; which we will recompense
With all the love and kindness that we may:
His artful sport<228> drives all sad thoughts away.
[Exeunt.]

Thunder and lightning. Enter DEVILS with covered dishes;
MEPHISTOPHILIS leads them into FAUSTUS'S study; then enter
WAGNER.

WAGNER. I think my master<229> means to die shortly; he has made
his will, and given me his wealth, his house, his goods,<230> and
store of golden plate, besides two thousand ducats ready-coined.
I wonder what he means: if death were nigh, he would not frolic
thus. He's now at supper with the scholars, where there's such
belly-cheer as Wagner in his life ne'er<231> saw the like: and,
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