My soul
For a shoulder of mutton
Cursed is he
That stole his holiness’ meat
Dine
With me
Leg
Falls off
Bell,book
Candle,candle,book and bell
Sweet
Friend - and Mephistopheles
Ugly Hell,
Gape not
Base
Of stock
Excelling
All
Faustus “kisses”
Helen of Troy
Good and
Bad angels
7
Deadly sins
Swoll’n with
Cunning of a self-conceit
Melting heavens…
Conspired his overthrow
What might the staying…
Of my blood portend?
All places shall be hell that…
Is not heaven
If Faustus can
Repent…
A man condemned to
Die
Christ…
My saviour
His faith is
Great
I cannot touch…
His soul
Art thou still but
Faustus, and a man
Students shall be
Bravely clad
This word ‘damnation’
Does not terrify him