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CHORUS. Learned Faustus, Enter CHORUS. Did mount him [95] up to scale Olympus' top; dry as a dog. we'll not pay one penny for it. Drawn by the strength of yoked dragons' necks, Even to the height of Primum Mobile; To rest his bones after his weary toil; And, mounted then upon a dragon's back, [Exeunt.] And in eight days did bring him home again. Where, sitting in a chariot burning bright, That with his wings did part the subtle air, DICK. O, brave! Prithee, [94] let's to it presently, for I am as And, whirling round with this [97] circumference, From the bright circle of the horned moon To find the secrets of astronomy Not long he stay'd within his quiet house, The tropic zones, and quarters of the sky, ROBIN. Come, then, let's away. He now is gone to prove cosmography, Within the concave compass of the pole, He views [96] the clouds, the planets, and the stars, From east to west his dragons swiftly glide, Graven in the book of Jove's high firmament, That measures coasts and kingdoms of the earth; But new exploits do hale him out again:

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