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But, come, let us go and inform the Rector,
and see if he by his grave counsel can reclaim him.

nothing can reclaim him!

I am a servant to great Lucifer,
And may not follow thee without his leave:
No more than he commands must we perform.

Did not he charge thee to appear to me?

MEPHIST. No, I came hither55 of mine own accord.

There is no chief but only Belzebub;
To whom Faustus doth dedicate himself.
This word "damnation" terrifies not him,
For he confounds hell in Elysium:
His ghost be with the old philosophers!

How comes it, then, that thou art out of hell?

MEPHIST. Why, this is hell, nor am I out of it:57 Think'st thou that I, who saw the face of God,
And tasted the eternal joys of heaven,
Am not tormented with ten thousand hells,
In being depriv'd of everlasting bliss?

Say, he surrenders up to him his soul,
So he will spare him four and twenty60 years,

all he-devils has horns, and all
she-devils has clifts and cloven feet.

What boots it, then, to think of God or heaven?
Away with such vain fancies, and despair;

Despair in God, and trust in Belzebub: