1. The reward of sin is death? Thats hard.

Si peccasse negamus, fallimur, et nulla est in nobis veritas.

If we say that we have no sin,
We deceive ourselves, and theres no truth in us.
Why then belie we must sin,
!nd so conse"uently die.
!y, we must die an everlasting death.
What doctrine call you this? #he sar$, sar$%
What will be, shall be& 'ivinity, adieu&
These metaphysics of magicians,
!nd necromantic boos are heavenly&
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2. 3.45!ST645I7IS% Why this is hell, nor am I out of it.
Thinst thou that I, who saw the face of 8od,
!nd tasted the eternal 9oys of heaven,
!m not tormented with ten thousand hells
In being deprived of everlasting bliss?
6 :austus, leave these frivolous demands,
Which strie a terror to my fainting soul.
:!;ST;S% What, is great 3ephastophilis so passionate
:or being depriv<d of the 9oys of heaven?
7earn thou of :austus manly fortitude,
!nd scorn those 9oys thou never shalt possess.
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=. 3.45!ST645I7IS.% 5ell hath no limits, nor is circumscribed
In one selfAplaceB for where we are is hell,
!nd where hell is, there must we ever be.
. . .
!ll places shall be hell that is not heaven.
:!;ST;S% #ome, I thin hells a fable.
3.45!ST645I7ISs.% !y, thin so still, till e/perience change thy mind.
. . .
:!;ST;S% Thinst thou that :austus is so fond to imagine
That after this life there is any pain?
Tush, these are trifles and mere old wives tales.
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). Was this the face that launched a thousand ships,
!nd burnt the topless towers of Ilium?
Sweet 5elen, mae me immortal with a iss%
5er lips sucs forth my soul, see where it flies&
#ome 5elen, come, give me my soul again.
5ere will I dwell, for heaven be in these lips,
!nd all is dross that is not 5elena&
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,. !h :austus,
Cow hast thou but one bare hour to live,
!nd then thou must be damned perpetually.
. . .
The stars move still, time runs, the cloc will strie,
The devil will come, and :austus must be damned.
6 Ill leap up to my 8od& Who pulls me down?
See, see where #hrists blood streams in the firmament&
6ne drop would save my soul, half a drop% ah my #hristD
!h, rend not my heart for naming of my #hristB
Eet will I call on himD6 spare me, 7ucifer&
. . .
.arth, gape& 6 no, it will not harbor me.
Eou stars that reigned at my nativity,
Whose influence hath allotted death and hell,
Cow draw up :austus lie a foggy mist
Into the entrails of yon laboring cloud,
That when you vomit forth into the air
3y limbs may issue from your smoy mouths,
So that my soul may but ascend to heaven.
. . .
6 8od, if thou wilt not have mercy on my soul,
. . .
7et :austus live in hell a thousand years,
! hundred thousand, and at last be saved.
. . .
#ursed be the parents that engendered me%
Co, :austus, curse thy self, curse 7ucifer,
That hath deprived thee of the 9oys of heaven.
. . .
3y 8od, my 8od, loo not so fierce on me&
. . .
;gly hell gape not& #ome not, 7ucifer&
Ill burn my boosDah, 3ephastophilis&
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These lines come from :austuss final speech, 9ust before the devils tae him down to
hell. It is easily the most dramatic moment in the play, and 3arlowe uses some of his
finest rhetoric to create an unforgettable portrait of the mind of a man about to carried off
to a horrific doom. :austus goes from one idea to another, desperately seeing a way out.
Fut no escape is available, and he ends by reaching an understanding of his own guilt%
GCo, :austus, curse thy self, curse 7ucifer, H That hath deprived thee of the 9oys of
heaven.I This final speech raises the "uestion of why :austus does not repent earlier and,
more importantly, why his desperate cries to #hrist for mercy are not heard. In a truly
#hristian framewor, :austus would be allowed a chance at redemption even at the very
end. Fut 3arlowes play ultimately proves more tragic than #hristian, and so there comes
a point beyond which :austus can no longer be saved. 5e is damned, in other words,
while he is still alive.
:austuss last line aptly e/presses the plays representation of a clash between
Jenaissance and medieval values. GIll burn my boos,I :austus cries as the devils come
for him, suggesting, for the first time since scene 2, when his slide into mediocrity
begins, that his pact with 7ucifer is about gaining limitless nowledge, an ambition that
the Jenaissance spirit celebrated but that medieval #hristianity denounced as an
e/pression of sinful human pride. !s he is carried off to hell, :austus seems to give in to
the #hristian worldview, denouncing, in a desperate attempt to save himself, the "uest for
nowledge that has defined most of his life.
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