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  • Title: Friar Bacon and Friar Bungay (Modern)
  • Textual editor: Christopher Matusiak
  • Performance editor: Peter Cockett
  • General editor: Helen Ostovich
  • Coordinating editor: Janelle Jenstad

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    Author: Robert Greene
    Editor (Text): Christopher Matusiak
    Editor (Performance): Peter Cockett
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    Friar Bacon and Friar Bungay (Modern)

    2010[Scene 14] [Video Sc.14]
    Enter a devil to seek Miles.
    Devil
    How restless are the ghosts of hellish spirits,
    When every charmer with his magic spells
    Calls us from nine-fold trenched Phlegeton,
    To scud and over-scour the earth in post
    2015Upon the speedy wings of swiftest winds!
    Now Bacon hath raised me from the darkest deep
    To search about the world for Miles his man--
    For Miles, and to torment his lazy bones
    For careless watching of his brazen head.
    2020See where he comes. Oh, he is mine.
    Enter Miles with a gown and a corner cap.
    Miles
    A scholar, quoth you? Marry, sir, I would I had been made a bottle-maker when I was made a scholar, for I can get neither to 2025be a deacon, reader, nor schoolmaster; no, not the clerk of a parish. Some call me a dunce, another saith my head is as full of Latin as an egg's full of oatmeal. Thus I am tormented that the devil and Friar Bacon haunt me.-- Good Lord, here's one of my master's devils! I'll go speak to him.-- What, Master Plutus, 2030how cheer you?
    Devil
    Dost thou know me?
    Miles
    Know you, sir? Why, are not you one of my master's devils that were wont to come to my master Doctor Bacon at Brazennose?
    2035Devil
    Yes, marry, am I.
    Miles
    Good Lord, Master Plutus, I have seen you a thousand times at my master's, and yet I had never the manners to make you drink. But, sir, I am glad to see how conformable you are to the statute. [To the audience] I warrant you, he's as yeomanly a man as you shall see; 2040mark you, masters, here's a plain honest man, without welt or guard.-- [To the devil.] But I pray you, sir, do you come lately from hell?
    Devil
    Ay, marry. How then?
    Miles
    Faith, 'tis a place I have desired long to see. Have you not good tippling houses there? May not a man have a lusty fire there, 2045a pot of good ale, a pair of cards, a swingeing piece of chalk, and a brown toast that will clap a white waistcoat on a cup of good drink?
    Devil
    All this you may have there.
    Miles
    You are for me, friend, and I am for you. But I pray 2050you, may I not have an office there?
    Devil
    Yes, a thousand. What wouldst thou be?
    Miles
    By my troth, sir, in a place where I may profit myself. I know hell is a hot place, and men are marvelous dry, and much drink is spent there. I would be a tapster.
    2055Devil
    Thou shalt.
    Miles
    There's nothing lets me from going with you but that 'tis a long journey and I have never a horse.
    Devil
    Thou shalt ride on my back.
    Miles
    Now surely here's a courteous devil, that for to 2060pleasure his friend will not stick to make a jade of himself.-- But I pray you, goodman friend, let me move a question to you.
    Devil
    What's that?
    Miles
    I pray you, whether is your pace a trot or an amble?
    Devil
    An amble.
    2065Miles
    'Tis well. But take heed it be not a trot. But 'tis no matter; I'll prevent it. [He puts on spurs.]
    Devil
    What dost?
    Miles
    Marry, friend, I put on my spurs. For if I find your pace either a trot or else uneasy, I'll put you to a false gallop. I'll make 2070you feel the benefit of my spurs.
    Devil
    Get up upon my back.
    Miles
    Oh Lord, here's even a goodly marvel when a man rides to hell on the devil's back!
    Exeunt roaring.