Nor in the pomp of proud audacious deeds, In Germany, within a town call'd Rhodes: At riper years, to Wittenberg he went, Whereas his kinsmen chiefly brought him up. MEPHISTOPHILIS. Good Angel. CHORUS. Not marching in the fields of Thrasymene, Devils. Nor sporting in the dalliance of love, Spirits in the shapes of ALEXANDER THE GREAT, of his Paramour, Enter CHORUS. FROM THE QUARTO OF 1616. Intends our Muse to vaunt her [2] heavenly verse: The form of Faustus' fortunes, good or bad: BELZEBUB. Only this, gentles,--we must now perform of DARIUS, and of HELEN. And now to patient judgments we appeal, Chorus. Evil Angel. Where Mars did mate the warlike Carthagens; [1] THE TRAGICAL HISTORY OF DOCTOR FAUSTUS LUCIFER. The Seven Deadly Sins. Now is he born of parents base of stock, And speak for Faustus in his infancy. In courts of kings where state is overturn'd;