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FAUSTUS. Ay, Mephistophilis, I'll give it thee. [49] Great Lucifer may claim it as his own; FAUSTUS. Is that the reason why he tempts us thus? MEPHIST. As great as have the human souls of men. And [51] then be thou as great as Lucifer. But, tell me, Faustus, shall I have thy soul? And I will be thy slave, and wait on thee, FAUSTUS. Already Faustus hath hazarded that for thee. If thou deny it, I must back to hell. MEPHIST. That I shall wait on Faustus whilst he lives, And write a deed of gift with thine own blood; So he will buy my service with his soul. And give thee more than thou hast wit to ask. MEPHIST. Then, Faustus, stab thine [50] arm courageously, soul do thy lord? View here this blood that trickles from mine arm, FAUSTUS. [Stabbing his arm] Lo, Mephistophilis, for love of thee, For that security craves Lucifer. MEPHIST. Enlarge his kingdom. And bind thy soul, that at some certain day MEPHIST. But now thou must bequeath it solemnly, Assures his soul to be great Lucifer's, MEPHIST. Solamen miseris socios habuisse doloris. FAUSTUS. Why, have you any pain that torture others? Chief lord and regent of perpetual night! FAUSTUS. Stay, Mephistophilis, and tell me, what good will my Faustus hath cut his arm, and with his proper blood

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