"Exhaereditare filium non potest pater, nisi—"
Such is the subject of the Institute
And universal body of the law.
This study fits a mercenary drudge,
Who aims at nothing but external trash;
Too servile and illiberal for me. (1.1.29-34)
Go forward, Faustus, in that famous art
Wherein all Nature's treasure is contained. (1.1.72-73)
How am I glutted with conceit of this!
Shall I make spirits fetch me what I please,
Resolve me of all ambiguities.
I'll have them read me strange philosophy
And tell the secrets of all foreign kings. (1.1.76-78, 84-85)