au uttered a loud shriek. Her lovely features were
distorted, her lips became blue, and the paleness of death covered her
countenance. The prince rushed to her assistance; but the terrible
poison began likewise to operate upon him; he fell at her feet, and
cried, "Listen, O Heaven: my brother, my cruel brother, has assassinated
me by the hand of that monster. He who caused his father to die of
hunger in order to avoid being poisoned, has now bribed the minister of
religion to poison me."
Faustus ran out of the room to seize the confessor, but he had fled; a
troop of horse were waiting for him in the forest, and accompanied him in
his flight. Faustus returned; but Death had seized his victims, and they
had ceased to struggle with him. Faustus and the fiend instantly quitted
the place.
_Devil_. Well, Faustus, what think you of the deed committed by the
Benedictine in the name of the most Christian king?
_Faustus_. I am almost inclined to believe that our bodies are animated
by fiendish spirits, and that we are only their instruments.
_Devil_. What a debasing employment for an immortal spirit to have to
animate such an ill-contrived machine! Although I am a haughty demon,
yet, believe me, I would rather animate a swine that wallows in the mire
than one of ye, who roll in all manner of vice, and yet have the
confidence to call yourselves images of the Most High.
Faustus was silent; for the adventures he was every day compelled to
witness forced him, against his inclination, to believe in the moral
worthlessness of man. They travelled forward, and found every where
hideous monuments of the cruelty of Louis the Eleventh. Faustus
frequently made use of the Devil's gold and treasure to stop the bleeding
wounds which the hand of the tyrant had inflicted.
At length they arrived at Paris. Upon entering the city they found every
thing in commotion. The people were rushing in crowds down one
particular street; they followed the populace, and arrived in front of a
scaffold covered with black cloth, and which communicated, by means of a
door, with an adjoining building. Faustus asked what was the cause of
all this; and he was told "that the rich Duke of Nemours was just going
to be executed." "And for what?" "The king has commanded it: there is a
report, indeed, that he had hostile designs against the royal house, and
that he intended to murder the dauphin; but as he has only been tried in
his dungeon by ju
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