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BENVOLIO. My friends transformed thus! O, hellish spite! Yet, to encounter this your weak attempt, To shield me from your hated treachery! For, lo, these [193] trees remove at my command, MARTINO. What, ho, Benvolio! BENVOLIO. Here.--What, Frederick, ho! their heads and faces bloody, and besmeared with mud and FREDERICK. O, help me, gentle friend!--Where is Martino? on a drum; after him another, bearing an ensign; and divers FAUSTUS. What's here? an ambush to betray my life! And stand as bulwarks 'twixt yourselves and me, Half smother'd in a lake of mud and dirt, Enter, at several doors, BENVOLIO, FREDERICK, and MARTINO, SECOND SOLDIER. See, where he comes! despatch and kill the slave. Behold, an army comes incontinent! MARTINO. O, misery!--How now, Benvolio! the SOLDIERS, drive them out, and exeunt. MARTINO. Nay, fear not, man; we have no power to kill. Then, Faustus, try thy skill.--Base peasants, stand! Your heads are all set with horns. Through which the Furies dragg'd me by the heels. FAUSTUS strikes the door, [194] and enter a DEVIL playing dirt; all having horns on their heads. with weapons; MEPHISTOPHILIS with fire-works. They set upon MARTINO. Dear Frederick, here, FREDERICK. Martino, see, Benvolio's horns again! BENVOLIO. Defend me, heaven! shall I be haunted still?