CHAPTER XLVIII.

_How an old Man, the Neighbour of Faustus, sought to persuade him to

mend his Life, and to fall unto Repentance._

A good Christian, an honest and virtuous old man, a lover of the Holy

Scriptures, who was neighbour to Dr. Faustus, when he perceived that

many students had their recourse in and out unto Dr. Faustus, he

suspected his evil life, wherefore like a friend he invited Dr. Faustus

to supper unto his house, to which he agreed, and having entered their

banquet, the old man began with these words:

"My loving friend and neighbour, Dr. Faustus, I am to desire of you a

friendly and Christian request, beseeching you would vouchsafe not to be

angry with me, but friendly resolve me in my doubt, and take my poor

inviting in good part."

To whom Dr. Faustus answered, "My good neighbour, I pray you say your

mind."

Then began the old patron to say, "My good neighbour, you know in the

beginning how that you have defied God and all the host of heaven, and

given your soul to the devil, wherewith you have incurred God's high

displeasure, and are become from a Christian far worse than a heathen

person. Oh! consider what you have done, it is not only the pleasure of

the body, but the safety of the soul that you must have respect unto; of

which, if you be careless, then are you cast away, and shall remain in

the anger of the Almighty God. But yet it is time enough, O Faustus! if

you repent, and call upon the Lord for mercy, as we have example in the

Acts of the Apostles, the eighth chapter, of Simon in Samaria, who was

led out of the way, affirming that he was Simon homo sanctus. This man

notwithstanding in the end, was converted, after he had heard the sermon

of Philip, for he was baptized and saw his sin and repented. Likewise I

beseech you, good brother, Dr. Faustus, let my rude sermon be unto you a

conversion, and forget thy filthy life that thou hast led, repent, ask

mercy, and live: for Christ saith, 'Come unto me all ye that are weary

and heavy laden, and I will refresh you.' And in Ezekiel, 'I desire not

the death of a sinner, but rather that he will convert and live.' Let my

words, good brother Faustus, pierce into your adamant heart, and desire

God for his Son Christ his sake to forgive you. Wherefore have you lived

so long in your devilish practices, knowing that in the Old and New

Testament you are forbidden, and men should not suffer any such to live,

neither have any conversation with them, for it is an abomination unto

the Lord, and that such persons have no part in the kingdom of God."

All this while Dr. Faustus heard him very attentively, and replied:

"Father, your persuasions like me wondrous well, and I thank you with

all my heart for your good will and counsel, promising you, as far as I

may, to allow your discipline." Whereupon he took his leave, and being

come home, he laid him very pensive on his bed, bethinking himself of

the words of this old man, and in a manner began to repent that he had

given his soul to the devil, intending to deny all that he had promised

to Lucifer.

Continuing in these cogitations, suddenly his spirit appeared unto him,

clapping him upon the head, and wrung it as though he would have pulled

his head from his shoulders, saying unto him, "Thou knowest, Faustus,

that thou hast given thyself, body and soul, to my lord Lucifer, and

thou hast vowed thyself an enemy to God and to all men; and now thou

beginnest to hearken to an old doting fool, which persuadeth thee as it

were to good, when indeed it is too late, for thou art the devil's, and

he hath great power presently to fetch thee. Wherefore he hath sent me

unto thee to tell thee, that seeing thou hast sorrowed for that which

thou hast done, begin again, and write another writing with thine own

blood; if not, then will I tear thee in pieces."

Hereat Dr. Faustus was sore afraid, and said, "My Mephistophiles, I will

write again what thou wilt." Then presently he sat him down, and with

his own blood wrote as followeth: which writing was afterwards sent to a

dear friend of Faustus, being his kinsman.

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