[the clock strikes twelve] O, it strikes, it strikes! now, body, turn to air Or lucifer will bear thee quick to hell! [thunder and lightning] O soul, be chang'd into little water-drops And fall into the ocean, ne'er be found! [enter devils] My god, my god Look not so fierce on me! Adders and serpents Let me breathe a while! Ugly hell, gape not! Come not, lucifer! I'll burn my books! Ah, mephistophilis! [exeunt devils with faustus]