Meph. Do you deliver it as your Deed, and Gift?
Faust. Ay, and the Devil do you good on't.
Meph. So, now, Faustus, ask what thou wilt.
Faust. Then let me have a Wife.
Faustus waves his Wand, and a Woman Devil rises: Fire-works about whirles round, and sinks.
Faust. What sight is this?
Meph. Now, Faustus wilt thou have a Wife?
Faust. Here's a hot Whore indeed, I'll have no Wife.
Meph. Marriage is but a Ceremonial Toy;
I'll cull thee out the fairest Curtezans,
And bring 'em every Morning to thy Bed:
She whom thy Eye shall like, thy Heart shall have.
Faust. Then, Mephostopholis, let me behold the Famous Hellen, who was the Occasion of great Troys' Destruction.