CHAPTER XLII.

_How Dr. Faustus kept his Shrovetide._

There were seven students and masters that studied divinity,

jurisprudentiae, and medicinae. All these having consented, were agreed to

visit Dr. Faustus, and to celebrate Shrovetide with him; who being come

to his house, he gave them their welcome, for they were his dear

friends, desiring them to sit down, where he served them with a very

good supper of hens, fish, and other roast, yet were they but slightly

cheered; wherefore Dr. Faustus comforted his guests, excusing himself

that they had stolen upon him so suddenly, that he had not leisure to

provide for them so well as they were worthy. "But, my good friends,"

quoth he, "according to the use of our country, we must drink all this

night; and so a draught of the best wine bedwards is commendable. For

you know that in great potentates' courts they use at this night great

feasting, the like will I do for you; for I have three great flagons of

wine: the first is full of Hungarian wine, containing eight gallons; the

second of Italian wine, containing seven gallons; the third containing

six gallons of Spanish wine; all the which we will tipple up before it

be day. Besides, we have fifteen dishes of meat, the which my spirit

Mephistophiles hath fetched so far, that it was cold before he brought

it, and they are all full of the daintiest things that one's heart can

devise. But," saith Faustus, "I must make them hot again; and you may

believe me, gentlemen, that this is no blinding of you; whereas you

think that this is no natural food, verily it is as good and as pleasant

as ever you eat."

And having ended his tale, he commanded his boy to lay his cloth, which

done, he served them with fifteen messes of meat, having three dishes in

a mess; in the which were all manner of venison, and dainty wild-fowl;

and for wine there was no lack, as Italian wine, Hungarian wine, and

Spanish wine; and when they were all made drunk, and that they had eaten

their good cheer, they began to sing and dance until it was day. And so

they departed every one to his own habitation; at whose departing, Dr.

Faustus desired them to be his guests again the next day following.

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