Yet, Faustus, look up to heaven and remember mercy is infinite.
But Faustus' offence can ne'er be pardoned.
Yet, Faustus, call on God.
On God, whom Faustus hath abjured? On God, whom Faustus hath blasphemed? O my God, I would weep, but the devil draws in my tears. Gush forth blood instead of tears! Yea, life and soul! O, he stays my tongue! I would lift up my hands, but see, they hold 'em, they hold 'em.
Why, Lucifer and Mephistopheles. O, gentlemen, I gave them my soul for my cunning! (5.2.39-41, 53-61)
O thou bewitching fiend, 'twas thy temptation
Hath robbed me of eternal happiness.
I do confess it Faustus, and rejoice.
'Twas I that, when thou wert i'the way to heaven,
Dammed up thy passage. When thou took'st the book
To view the Scriptures, then I turned the leaves
And led thine eye. (5.2.92-96)