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Mcph. Under the Heavens.
and occupations with very great vigour, Faust. Aye! so are all things else—but and with a kind of grotesque sublimiwhere abouts ?
ty. This vision delights the senses Meph. Within the bowels of these Ele- and imagination of the magician ; and
ments, Where we are tortur'd and remaine for ever!"
he is left so charmed with himself and Hell hath no limits, nor is circumscribd
s circumscrib'd situation, that he gives vent to his In one selfe-place; but where we are is Hell, feelings thus:-And where Ilell is, there must we ever be. Faust. O might I see Hell, and returne And to be short, when all the world dişe againe safe, solves,
How happy were I then ! And every creature shall be purified,
Old Marlow now indulges, quite unAll places shall be Hell that are not Heaven. expectedly, in a most extraordinary Faust. Thik'st thou that Faustus is so Aicht
flight. After Faustus and Mephosto
After Faustu fond to imagine, That after this life there is any paine ?
philis have taken an excursion through No! these are trifles, and mere old wives
the air, from Paris to Naples, and tales.”
thence to Padua and Venice, they arThe soul of Faustus is now eter
rive, apparently by rather a circuitous
route, at Rome, which the Demon nally vowed to Lucifer, and henceforth
thus describes not unpoetically. commence his agonies of remorse and despair, interrupted by sudden starts
“ Know that this city stands upon seven hills, of exultation and pride, as the visions
That under-prop the ground-worke of the
same: of eternal bale, or of earthly pleasure
Just thorow the midst runnes flowing Tiber's pomp and grandeur, alternately take
streame, hoid of his imagination. Great know With winding banks that cut it in two parts: ledge is here displayed of human na Over the which two stately bridges leane ture and the workings of the passions. That make safe passage to each part of Rome. In a soliloquy, Faustus exclaims,
Upon the bridge call a Ponto Angelo,
Erected is a castle passing strong, &c. " My heart is hardned_I cannot repent. Scarce can I name Salvation, Faith, or Hea
Beside the gates and high Pyramides ven:
That Julius Cæsar brought from Africa. Swords, Poysons, Halters, and envenom'd
Faust. Now by the kingdomes of infernal] Steele,
rule, Are laid before me to despatch myselfe,
Of Styx, of Acheron, and the Fiery Lake And long e'er this I should have done the
Of ever-burning Phlegeton, I sweare deed,
That I doe long to see those monuments Had not sweet pleasure conquered deep des
And situation of bright splendent Rome," &c. paire. Good Angel. Repent !
Here, however, he breaks out into Faust. Õ. Christ! my Saviour ! my & lament, that during all his airy Saviour !
voyaging he has been a mere spectaHelp to save distressed Faustus' soule ! tor, and is now desirous of becoining Enter Lucifer, Bcelzebub, and Mephosto an actor in the scene; above all things
he wishes to astonish the Pope. Me. Luci. Christ cannot save thy soule for he
phostophilis enters warmly into lnis is just.
designs against his Holiness, and thus There's none but I have interest in the same. Faust. Oh! what art thou that lookst advises him : so terribly ?
Meph. Let it be so my Faustus; but first Luci. I am Lucifer, and this is my com.
stay panion Prince in Hell.
And view the triumphs as they passe this way, Faust. 0, Faustus ! they are come to Ayd then devise what best contents thy fetch thy soule.
ninde, Beel. We are come to tell thee thou dost By cunning in thine art, to crosse the Pope, injure us.
Or dash the pride of his solemnitie : Luci. Thou call'st on Christ contrary to To make his Monkes and Abbots stand like thy promise.
apes, Becl. Thou shouldst not thinke op God. And point like antiques to his triple crowne: Faust. And Faustus vowes never to looke To beate the beads about the Priars' pates, to Heaven."
Or clap huge hornes upon the Cardinals' While Faustus is thus agitated, Op
? Or any villany thou canst devise, Lucifer calls up before him, in their And I'll performe, Faustus : hearke ! they own proper shapes, the Seven Deadly
come: Sins, to make him some pastime. As This day shall make thee be admir'd in they pass by, they describe themselves Rome."
Here enters a procession of Cardinals Holiness a blow on the face, and on and Bishops, some bearing crosiers, him who gave Friar Sandelo a hit on some pillars, and Monks and Friars the pate. The scene at last degenechaunting. They are followed by the rates into the most utter farce, but, Pope, Raymond King of Hungary, on the whole, it is written with great and the "Saxon Bruno,” whom the vivacity and spirit, and shews, that Emperor of Germany had created Pope, both Nephostophilis and Faustus had but who is now led in chains by his a keen sense of the ludicrous. reigning Holiness. The Cardinals of After this merry exploit, the Devil France and Padua are ordered to the and the Doctor return to Germany, holy consistory, to consult the decretal and Faustus, of course, is in high fastatutes what punishment is due to vour with the Emperor, as the deliverBruno, for his usurpation of the See. er of Bruno. The Emperor limits his Soon as they depart, Faustus and Me- demands on the magical powers of phostophilis assume their appearance, Faustus to this: and, as if returning from the consisto- “ We would behold that famous conqueror, ry, declare to the Pope,
Great Alexander, and his Paramour, w That Bruno and the Germane Emperor in their true shapes and state majestical, Be held as Lolards and bold Schismatiques, That we may wonder at their excellence." And proud disturbers of the Church's peace. And if that Bruno, by his owne assent,
This is accordingly done rather stu. Did seeke to weare the triple diadem,
pidly—but the scene soon ceases to be He shall be straight condemn'd of heresie, solemn, and the Doctor returns to his And on a pile of faggots burnt to death.” pranks. A certain courtier, Benvolio,
On this the Pope bestows his bless. had doubted of his magical powers, ing on them, which makes Mephosto and treated him with great ridicule philis jocularly remark,
before this exploit. Faustus accord* So, so, was never Devil thus blest before.” ingly punishes him, by planting horng Meanwhile, Bruno
on his head, a favourite mode of pu“ Is posted hence, nishment with this magician. Much And on a proud-pac'd steed, as swift as merriment between Faustus and Methought,
phostophilis hereensucs. Benvolio triez Flies o'er the Alpes to fruitful Germany."
to waylay and assasinate his tormentor, The Cardinals, whom Mephostophilis"
us --is of course baffled, and subjected to had struck in the consistory with pro- farther torments and indignities. found sleep, now awake, and with all
rious facetious scenes follow, in which haste repair to the Pope, who is en
the Doctor uses the black art in a very joying himself at a banquet. They
harmless way,confusing the noddle immediately exclaim:
of a clown, and cheating a horse-deal“ First may it please your Sacred Holinesse To view the sentence of the Reverend Synod
er; on which last feat he seems greatConcerning Bruno and the Emperor."
ly to pride himself. It is impossible Here a thorough misunderstanding to give any idea, by extracts, of these takes place. His Holiness flies into a scenes, but their merit seems to conviolent rage and swears, that unless sist in their extreme simplicity, borderthe Cardinals instantly deliver up Bru- ing at all times on the veriest silliness ; no, they shall both die. Faustus and yet from the earnestness of the actors, Mephostophilis enjoy this scene invis- possessing a sort of natural interest, ible and occasionally put in a little and affording a laughable contrast bebiting remark, which, coming none tween the high power of Faustus, and can tell whither, bewilders and af
the insignificant objects on which, for frights the sacred company. But they his amusement, he thinks proper to are not satisfied with this and when exercise it. refreshments are brought in, they As the play approaches its conclusnatch the wine-glass from the Pope's sion this farcical spirit subsides. Fausa hand, and finally give him a slap on tus, Mephostophilis, and several of his the face, when he cries out,
scholars, being assembled, one of thein « Oh! I am slain-helpe me my Lords. asks his master, in very elegant terms, O! come and helpe to beare my body hence; to shew them “ that admirablest lady, Damn'd be his soule for ever for this deed.” Helen of Greece ;” to which request
Friars then enter, with bell, book, he thus beautifully replies: and candle, and a curse is solemnly " Faust. For that I know your friendship pronounced on him who stole his How is unfeign'd, Liness' meat, on him who struck his It is not Faustus' custom to deny
The just request of those that wish him well: Sweet Helen! make me immortall with a
-Her lips sucke forth my soule-see! where No otherwise for pompe or majesty,
it flies! Than when Sir Paris crost the seas with her, Come Helen--come, give me my soule againe. And brought the spoiles to rich Dardania." Here will I dwell, for heaven is in these lips,
After the exhibition of Helen, who And all is dross that is not Helena. ravishes every beholder with her beau. O! Thou art fairer than the evening ayre, ty, an old man enters, who tries to
Clad in the beauty of a thousand starres ! turn Faustus from his evil ways; and
Brighter art Thou than flaming Jupiter, the magician scens inclined to follow
When he appear'd to haplesse Semele !
More lovely than the Monarch of the skye his advice, and treats him with great
In wanton Arethusa's azure arms, tenderness. Nephostophilis however And none but Thou shall be my Paramour!" enters, and the terrible sound of his voice destroys all wise resolutions, and
But the rapturous enjoyments of seems at once to change the very soul Faustus are soon to be direfully interand nature of Faustus, who suddenly rupted. Lucifer, Beelzebub, and Meconverts his fear into ferocity, and des phostophilis enter, amid thunder and sires his Familiar. to tear into pieces lightning--and the hour is at hand that old man to whose kind advices
in which he is to deliver up his soul. he had just before so gratefully listen « Luci. Faustus, we come to Thee, ed.
Bringing with us lasting damnation, " Torment, sweet friend, that base and To wait upon thy soule! the time is come aged man,
Which makes it forfeit. That durst dissuade me from thy Lucifer, Meph. And this gloomy night, With greatest torments that our Hell affords.” Here, in this roome, will wretched Faustus be.
This is one of those sublime strokes Becl. And here we'll stay, by which our old dramatists suddenly To marke him how he doth demeane him. electrify the soul, and make us forget,
selfe. as if we had never read them, the nu
Meph. How should he, but in desperate merous pages of dullness and darkness
Fond worldling ! now his heart-blood dries before and after ;-the effect of such me
with griefe ! passages is deep and lasting; they His conscience kills it—and his labouring cling to our feelings and imagination; braine and the remembrance of one such Begets a world of idle fantasies gleam of light opens out to us the To over-reach the Devil ! but all in vain !” whole character and being of the per- Meanwhile Faustus. aware of his son described, and raises him up, clear
approaching clestruction, has very coolly and distinctly, a real, living, and
ly made his will, of which we are ra. human existence.
ther surprised Marlow has not given Faustus has no sooner expressed his
us a scroll, and takes a tender farewell subjection to his Familiar, than his
of his scholars, who retire, and await evil desires recur ;-and, first of all,
aid, in an adjoining room the issue of the he exclaims in a rapture,
fatal visit of Lucifer. That cursed “ One thing, good servant, let me crave of
Familiar, Mephostophilis, now comes Thee, To glut the longing of my heart's desire,
to torment him. That I may have unto my Paramour, “ Meph. Aye! Faustus ! now thou hast That heavenly Helen which I saw of late,
no hope of Heaven ! Whose sweet embraces may extinguish cleare Therefore despair! think only upon Hell ! Those thoughts that do dissuade me from For that must be thy mansion. my vow,
Faust. 0! Thou bewitching Fiend ! And keep my vow I made to Lucifer," . 'twas thy temptation
With this request Mephostophilis Hath robb'd me of eternal happinesse. eagerly complies, and Helen enters be- Meph. I do confesse it, Faustus ! and retween two Cupids. The address of joice. Faustus to her is distinguished for
'Twas Ithat when thou wert i' the way
to Heaven, elegance and grace, and shows the Damm
le Damm'd up thy passage,—when thou tookst passionate fervency of the lover, join
the Bookc. ed to the classical propriety of the To view the Scriptures, then I turn'd the scholar.
leaves, .“ Faust. Was this the face that launcht And led thine eyc. a thousand ships,
What! weep'st Thou?''tis too late. De And burn'd the toplesse towers of Ilium
spair! Farewell !"
Faustus is now left alone in his Butmine must live still to be plagued in hell! study, and the clock strikes eleven. Curst be the parents that ingender'd me. His last soliloquy will not suffer by a
U not suffer by No, Faustus! curse thyselfe! curse Lucifer! comparison with any passage in any
That hath depriv'd thee of the joys of heaven.
- [The clock strikes twelve. dramatic writer.
It strikes ! it strikes ! now, body, turne to “ Faust. O Faustus!
ayre! Now hast thou but one bare houre to live! Or Lucifer will beare thee quicke to Hell ! And then thou must be damned perpetually. O, soule, be chang'd into small water-drops, -Stand still, you ever-moving spheres of And fall into the ocean, ne'er to be found ! heaven,
Thunder, and enter the Devils. That time may cease, and midnight never O mercy, Heaven! looke not so fierce on me! come!
Adders and serpents! let me breathe a while ! Faire Nature's eye! rise ! rise againe ! and Ugly Hell! gape not!--Come not, Lucifer ! make
l'il burn iy bookes !~0 Mephostophilis !" Perpetual day: or let this houre be but a The terrified scholars now rush inyeare,
to the study, and one of them exA month, a weeke, a naturall day,
claimsThat Faustus may repent, and save his soule!
“ The Devil whom Faustus serv'd, hath O lente, lente, cui rite noctis equi! The stars move still! time rundes ! the
torne him thus !
For 'twixt the hours of twelve and one, meclocke will strike!
thought The Devil will come, and Faustus must be
I heard him shrieke, and call aloud for help, damn'd. Oh! I'll leap up to heaven !-who pulls
At which same time the house seemed all
on fire, me downe ? See where Christ's blood streames in the fir
With. dreadful horror of these damned
fiends." mament! One drop of blood will save me ! Oh! my
The Chorus then enters, and the Christ!
drama concludes with the following Rend not my heart for naming of my Christ! fine lines. Yet will I call on him !-- spare me, Lu. “ Cut is the branch that might have growne cifer !
full straight, Where is it now ? 'tis gone!
And burned is Apollo's laurel bough! And see! a threatening arme, and angry That sometime grew within this learned man. brow!
Faustus is gone: regard his hellish fall, Mountaines and hills, come, come, and fall Whose fiendful torture may exhort the wise, on me!
Only to wonder at unlawful things, And hide me from the heavy wrath of Whose deepnesse doth entice such forward Heaven.
wits, No! then will I headlong run into the earth! To practise more than heavenly power perGape Earth! ah, no! it will not harbour mits." me.
We have enabled our readers to You starres that reign'd at my nativity,
a judge of the merit of this drama, from Whose influence have allotted death and
the many extracts now given, and hell, Now draw up Faustus, like a foggie mist, therefore we need not offer any obInto the entrails of yon laboring cloud!
servations of our own. It is obvious, That when you vomit forth into the ayre, that, as a whole, it is exceedingly imMy limbs may issue from your smokie perfect and disproportioned. The mouths,
commencement and the conclusion are But let my soule mount and ascend to Heav
solemn, lofty--even magnificent-but en ! [The clock strikes.
the middle part is out of all keeping; O half the houre is past ! 'twill all be past
and the ludicrous is therein not only anon! Oh! if my soule must suffer for my sin,
too far prolonged, but too broadly Impose some end to my incessant pain !
drawn, and deeply coloured. The Let Faustus live in hell a thousand yeares ! drama, too, comprehends a period of A hundred thousand ! and at last be sav'd. twenty-four years, and the actions -No end is limited to damned soules ! and events are too few, and not suffiWhy wert thou not a creature wanting soule? ciently varied. Neither does Faustus Or why is this immortal which thou hast ?
seem to deserve the fearful punish. Oh! Pythagoras' Metemsycosis ! were that
ment finally inflicted on him by Lutrie, This soule should flie from me, and I be
cifer. At the same time, Marlow has chang'd
shown great skill, and a deep know, Into some brutish beast !
ledge of human nature, in not draw. Al beasts are happy, for when they die, ing Faustus as a monster of guilt and Their soules are soon dissolv'd in elements. iniquity, so as to destroy all sympathy
with his sufferings and fate. Though to cold in those who have formerly sold to Hell, he seeks rather his own been affected with it, or who have enjoyment and pleasure than the mi- been exposed to its cause in countries sery of others, nor does he even seek and situations where it still prevails. them at the expense of his fellow crea- Two instances only have come under tures. When he delivers himself up my observation, in which agues apto pleasure, his paramour is no inno- peared to originate in the town or cent maiden whom his magic seduces, neighbourhood. One was in a garbut the bright phantom of a former dener, who, in the spring of the year age, and his licentiousness, even in 1815, had been employed in working its most criminal indulgencies, cone on the marshy banks of Duddingston nects itself with the dreams of an im- Loch. In this man the ague was agination filled with all the forms of quotidian ; and when, along with a classical beauty. Goethe, on the other medical friend, I first saw him, about hand, in his powerful drama on the a fortnight after he had been taken ill, same subject, has driven Faustus over the hot stage of the fever was long the edge, and down the abyss, of Sin. continued the cold fit slight and with But we are not now going to criticise little shivering; he, at the same time, the work of the German philosopher. laboured under cough and other peo. That we may do at another opportun- toral complaints, which rendered it diffiity. Let us conclude with one remark cult to determine whether the disease
that while there is at present abroad was intermittent fever, or hectic, sympthroughout the world so mad a pas- tomatic of a rapid consumption. On sion for poetry, and more especially watching the case, however, for a few for poetry in which the stronger pase days, the progress of the symptoms sions of our nature are delineated, it seemed to indicate that it was interis somewhat singular, that such ex- mittent fever. The bark was accordcessive admiration is bestowed on one ingly given, which, by producing its great living Poet, while (to say nothing usual specific effects in that fever, de of contemporary writers) there are so monstrated the nature of the disease. many glorious works of the mighty After a few doses, the paroxysms were dead, unknown, or disregarded-works diminished in severity, and in a fort. froin which that illustrious person has night were entirely removed. The doubtless imbibed inspiration, and other instance was in a poor man who which, without detracting from his had lived in the Cowgate, and several well-earned fame, we must think, are years ago was adınitted as a patient far superior, in variety, depth, and into the Royal Infirmary with a wellenergy of passion, to the best poems marked intermittent fever, of which which his powerful genius has yet he was speedily cured. In this case produced.
H. M. no adequate cause could be assigned
for its production.
Continued fevers always prevail more REMARKS ON THE DISEASES LATELY
or less in Edinburgh. Of these some PREVALENT IN EDINBURGII.
seem to be produced by exposure, or A PAPOUR, or effluvium of an un- fatigue, or other causes which it is not known nature, which arises from stag- easy to ascertain, but do not appear to nant water in marshes or lakes, common- arise from, or to be communicated by, ly called marsh miasma, almost never contagion. This, which may be confails, in the situations in which these sidered as the synochus, or common exist, to produce Intermittent Fevers or continued fever of this country, seems agues. În Edinburgh this disease is to prevail in all parts of Britain, parrecorded to have formerly prevailed ticularly during summer; and is acepidemically; but since the removal cordingly denominated by some phyof the cause, by the draining of the sicians the Summer Fever. It occurs marsh which existed on the south side among all classes of the community, of the town, in the present situation and in persons of all ages ; but young of Hope Park, and of the North Loch, and plethoric men seem to be more between the Old and New Town, liable to it than others. It appears to about the middle of last century, in- be seldom dangerous; but the feverish terinittent fevers have almost entirely symptoms are frequently smart, and disappeared from the town. Examples are attended by headach, and by sickof this disease are here now extremely ness of stomach, bilious stools, and Iure, except when excited by exposure other marks of derangement in the