How dost thou like it? WAGNER. Sir, So wondrous well, As in all humble duty I do yield My life and lasting service for your love. FAUSTUS. Gramercy, [245] Wagner. Enter SCHOLARS. Welcome, Gentlemen. [Exit WAGNER.] FIRST SCHOLAR. Now, worthy Faustus, methinks your looks are chang'd. FAUSTUS. O, gentlemen! SECOND SCHOLAR. What ails Faustus? FAUSTUS. Ah, my sweet chamber-fellow, had I lived with thee, then had I lived still! but now must die eternally. Look, sirs, comes he not? comes he not? FIRST SCHOLAR. O my dear Faustus, what imports this fear? SECOND SCHOLAR. Is all our pleasure turn'd to melancholy? THIRD SCHOLAR. He is not well with being over-solitary. SECOND SCHOLAR. If it be so, we'll have physicians, And Faustus shall be cur'd. THIRD SCHOLAR. 'Tis but a surfeit, sir; [246] fear nothing. FAUSTUS. A surfeit of deadly [247] sin, that hath damned both body and soul. SECOND SCHOLAR. Yet, Faustus, look up to heaven, and remember mercy is infinite. FAUSTUS. But Faustus' offence can ne'er be pardoned: the serpent that tempted Eve may be saved, but not Faustus. O gentlemen, hear me [248] with patience, and tremble not at my speeches! Though