Dec 22, 2009
Doctor Faustus | Scene II
Scene II
Enter two Scholars.
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FIRST SCHOLAR.
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I wonder what's become of Faustus that
was wont to make our school ring with sic probo?
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SECOND SCHOLAR.
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That shall we know, for see here
comes his boy.
Enter WAGNER.
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FIRST SCHOLAR.
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How now, sirrah! Where's thy master?(5)
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WAGNER.
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God in heaven knows!
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SECOND SCHOLAR.
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Why, dost not thou know?
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WAGNER.
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Yes, I know. But that follows not.
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FIRST SCHOLAR.
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Go to, sirrah! leave your jesting, and tell us
where he is.(10)
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WAGNER.
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That follows not necessary by force of argument,
that you, being licentiates, should stand upon: therefore
acknowledge your error and be attentive.
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SECOND SCHOLAR.
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Why, didst thou not say thou
knewest?(15)
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WAGNER.
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Have you any witness on't?
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FIRST SCHOLAR.
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Yes, sirrah, I heard you.
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WAGNER.
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Ask my fellows if I be a thief.
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SECOND SCHOLAR.
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Well, you will not tell us?
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WAGNER.
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Yes, sir, I will tell you; yet, if you were not(20)
dunces, you would never ask me such a question; for
is not he corpus naturale? and is not that mobile? then
wherefore should you ask me such a question? But
that I am by nature phlegmatic, slow to wrath, and
prone to lechery (to love, I would say), it were not for(25)
you to come within forty foot of the place of execu-
tion, although I do not doubt to see you both hanged
the next sessions. Thus having triumphed over you, I
will set my countenance like a precisian, and begin
to speak thus:—Truly, my dear brethren, my master(30)
is within at dinner, with Valdes and Cornelius, as this
wine, if it could speak, would inform your worships;
and so, the Lord bless you, preserve you, and keep you,
my dear brethren, my dear brethren.
[Exit.]
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FIRST SCHOLAR.
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Nay, then, I fear he is fallen into that(35)
damned Art for which they two are infamous through
the world.
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SECOND SCHOLAR.
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Were he a stranger, and not allied to
me, yet should I grieve for him. But come, let us go and
inform the Rector, and see if he by his grave counsel(40)
can reclaim him.
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FIRST SCHOLAR.
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O, but I fear me nothing can reclaim
him.
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SECOND SCHOLAR.
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Yet let us try what we can do.
[Exeunt.]
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