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Then up to [100] Naples, rich Campania, From thence to Venice, Padua, and the rest, [103] [Exit.] Enter FAUSTUS and MEPHISTOPHILIS. The which this day is highly solemniz'd. The way he cut, an English mile in length, Environ'd round [98] with airy mountain-tops, Whose banks are set with groves of fruitful vines; Thorough [102] a rock of stone, in one night's space; Pass'd with delight the stately town of Trier, Not to be won by any conquering prince; Quarter the town in four equivalents: [101] Whose frame is pav'd with sundry-colour'd stones, In one of which a sumptuous temple stands, Thus hitherto hath Faustus spent his time: With walls of flint, and deep-entrenched lakes, We saw the river Maine fall into Rhine, [99] And take some part of holy Peter's feast, There saw we learned Maro's golden tomb; And, as I guess, will first arrive at Rome, Whose buildings fair and gorgeous to the eye, From Paris next, coasting the realm of France, To see the Pope and manner of his court, FAUSTUS. Having now, my good Mephistophilis, That threats the stars with her aspiring top, And roof'd aloft with curious work in gold. The streets straight forth, and pav'd with finest brick,