y ears, trembling in thy hands,
biting thine own tongue with pain, thy heart crushed as with a press,
thy bones broken, the devils tossing firebrands unto thee: yea, thy
whole carcass tossed upon muck-forks from one devil to another; yea,
Faustus, then wilt thou wish for death, and he will fly from thee, thine
unspeakable torments shall be every day augmented more and more, for the
greater the sin the greater is the punishment. How likest thou this, my
Faustus? A resolution answerable to thy request.
"Lastly, Thou wilt have me tell thee that which only belongeth to God,
which is, if it be possible for the damned to come again into the favour
of God, or not. Why, Faustus, thou knowest that this is against thy
promise; for why shouldst thou desire to know that having already given
thy soul to the devil, to have the pleasure of the world, and to know
the secrets of hell; therefore thou art damned, and how canst thou then
come again to the favour of God? Wherefore I discreetly answer, no; for
whomsoever God hath forsaken and thrown into hell must there abide his
wrath and indignation in that unquenchable fire, where is no hope of
mercy to be looked for, but abiding his perpetual pains, world without
end: for even as much it availeth thee, Faustus, to hope for the favour
of God again as Lucifer himself; who indeed, although he and we have a
hope, yet it is to small avail and taketh none effect, for out of that
place God will neither hear crying nor singing; if he do, thou shalt
have a little remorse, as Dives, Cain, and Judas had. What helpeth the
emperor, king, prince, duke, earl, baron, lord, knight, esquire, or
gentleman, to cry for mercy being there? Nothing; for if on earth they
would not be tyrants and self-willed, rich with covetousness, proud with
pomp, gluttons, drunkards, whoremongers, backbiters, robbers, murderers,
blasphemers, and such like, then were there some hope to be looked for;
therefore, my Faustus, as thou comest to hell with these qualities thou
mayst say with Cain, 'My sins are greater than can be forgiven;' go hang
thyself with Judas; and lastly, be contented to suffer torments with
Dives. Therefore know, Faustus, that the damned have neither end nor
time appointed in the which they may hope to be released; for if there
were any such hope that they, by throwing one drop of water out of the
sea in a day until it were dry, or there were one heap of sand as high
as from the earth to the heavens, that a
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