O, Faustus, leave these frivolous demands, Which strike a terror to my fainting soul! FAUSTUS. And what are you that live with Lucifer? FAUSTUS. How comes it, then, that he is prince of devils? FAUSTUS. What, is great Mephistophilis so passionate Learn thou of Faustus manly fortitude, For which God threw him from the face of heaven. By desperate thoughts against Jove's[59] deity, FAUSTUS. Where are you damn'd? And scorn those joys thou never shalt possess. And are for ever damn'd with Lucifer. Go bear these[58] tidings to great Lucifer: MEPHIST. O, by aspiring pride and insolence; And tasted the eternal joys of heaven, Am not tormented with ten thousand hells, In being depriv'd of everlasting bliss? MEPHIST. Arch-regent and commander of all spirits. MEPHIST. Yes, Faustus, and most dearly lov'd of God. Think'st thou that I, who saw the face of God, Seeing Faustus hath incurr'd eternal death FAUSTUS. Was not that Lucifer an angel once? MEPHIST. Why, this is hell, nor am I out of it:[57] Conspir'd against our God with Lucifer, MEPHIST. In hell. FAUSTUS. How comes it, then, that thou art out of hell? MEPHIST. Unhappy spirits that fell with Lucifer, For being deprived of the joys of heaven?