tormented, being cast from devil to devil upon muck-forks, he thought verily to have been tormented there by them in like sort. But Lucifer perceiving his thought, spake to him, "My Faustus, how likest thou this crew of mine?" Quoth Faustus, "Why came you not in another manner of shape?" Lucifer replied: "We cannot change our hellish form, we have showed ourselves here as we are there; yet can we blind men's eyes in such sort, that when we will, we appear unto them as if we were men or angels of light, although our dwelling be in darkness." Then said Faustus, "I like not so many of you together." Whereupon Lucifer commanded them to depart, except seven of the principal; forthwith they presently vanished, which Faustus perceiving, he was somewhat better comforted, and spake to Lucifer, "Where is my servant Mephistophiles? let me see if he can do the like." Whereupon came a fierce dragon flying, and spitting fire round about the house, and coming towards Lucifer, made reverence, and then changed himself to the form of a friar, saying, "Faustus, what wilt thou?" Faustus said, "I will that thou teach me to transform myself in like sort, as thou and the rest have done." Then Lucifer put forth his paw and gave Faustus a book, saying, "Hold, do what thou wilt." Which he looking upon, straightways changed himself into a hog, then into a worm, then into a dragon, and finding thus for his purpose it liked him well. Quoth he to Lucifer, "And how cometh it that so many filthy forms are in the world?" Lucifer answered, "They are ordained of God, as plagues unto men, and so shalt thou be plagued," quoth he; whereupon came scorpions, wasps, emets, bees, and gnats, which fell to stinging and biting him, and all the whole house was filled with a most horrible stinking fog, insomuch that Faustus saw nothing, but still was tormented; wherefore he cried for help, saying, "Mephistophiles, my faithful servant, where art thou? Help, help, I pray thee." Hereat the spirit answered nothing, but Lucifer himself said, "Ho, ho, ho, Faustus, how likest thou the creation of the world?" And incontinent it was clear again, and the devils and all the filthy cattle were vanished, only Faustus was left alone, seeing nothing, but hearing the sweetest music that ever he heard before; at which he was so ravished with delight, that he forgot his fears he was in before, and it repented him that he had seen no more of their pastime. CHAPTER XX. _How Dr. Faustus desired to see Hell, and of the manner how he was used therein._