whereupon Faustus went into the great hall, the doctors and masters
staying in the next room intending to hear his end. About twelve o'clock
the house shook so terribly that they thought it would have been down
upon them, and suddenly the house windows were broken to pieces, so that
they trembled and wished themselves elsewhere, whereupon a great clap of
thunder, with a whirlwind the doors flew open, and a mighty rushing of
wind entered with the hissing of serpents, shrieks and cries, upon which
he lamentably cried out "Murder," and there was such roaring in the hall
as if all the devils in hell had been there. When daylight appeared they
took the boldness to enter into the room, and found his brains beaten
out against the wall and the floor sprinkled with blood; but missing his
body, they went in search of it, and found it on the dunghill mangled
and mashed to pieces. So ended this miserable wretch's life, forsaking
God and all goodness, and given up to his implacable enemy, which we
hope may stand not only as a fearful, but lasting monument and warning
to others.
* * * * *
THE WHOLE
LIFE AND DEATH
OF
LONG MEG
OF
WESTMINSTER.
CHAPTER I.
_Where Meg was Born, her coming up to London, and
her Usage to the Honest Carrier._
In the reign of Henry VIII. was born in Lancashire a maid called Long
Meg. At eighteen years old she came to London to get her a
service--Father Willis, the carrier, being the waggoner--and her
neighbour brought her up with some other lasses. After a tedious
journey, being in sight of the desired city, she demanded why they
looked sad. "We have no money," said one, "to pay our fare." So Meg
replies, "If that be all, I shall answer your demands," and this put
them in some comfort. But as soon as they came to St. John's Street,
Willis demanded their money. "Say what you will have," quoth she. "Ten
shillings a piece," said he. "But we have not so much about us," said
she. "Nay, then, I will have it out of your bones." "Marry, content,"
replied Meg, and, taking a staff in her hand, so belaboured him and his
man that he desired her for God's sake to hold her hand. "Not I," said
she, "unless you bestow an angel on us for good luck, and swear e'er we
depart to get us good addresses."
The carrier, having felt the strength of her arm, thought it best to
give her the money and promised not to go till he had got them good
places.
CHAPTER II.
_Of her being placed in Westminster, and what she did at
her Place._
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