Are but obeyèd in their several provinces,
Nor can they raise the winds or rend the clouds;
But his dominion that exceeds in this
Stretcheth as far as doth the mind of man;
A sound magician is a mighty god:
Here, Faustus, tire thy brains to gain a deity.”
His good angel intervenes, but the evil spirit at the other ear tempts him with power again:—
“Be thou on earth as Jove is in the sky,
Lord and commander of these elements.”
Ere long Faustus begins to think of power for baser uses:—