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Feign'd, but are erring [76] stars. MEPHIST. All move from east to west in four-and-twenty And reason of divine astrology. Are all celestial bodies but one globe, Speak, are there many spheres above the moon? Made music with my Mephistophilis? Nor are the names of Saturn, Mars, or Jupiter As is the substance of this centric earth? Scarce can I name salvation, faith, or heaven: Whose termine [75] is term'd the world's wide pole; MEPHIST. As are the elements, such are the heavens, Come, Mephistophilis, let us dispute again, I am resolv'd; Faustus shall not repent.-- Have not I made blind Homer sing to me Mutually folded in each other's spheres, And long ere this I [74] should have done the deed, Swords, poisons, halters, and envenom'd steel With ravishing sound of his melodious harp, Had not sweet pleasure conquer'd deep despair. FAUSTUS. But have they all one motion, both situ et tempore? Why should I die, then, or basely despair? And hath not he, that built the walls of Thebes Even from the moon unto th' empyreal orb, Of Alexander's love and Oenon's death? And jointly move upon one axletree, Are laid before me to despatch myself; FAUSTUS. My heart is harden'd, I cannot repent;