"Faustus: How many heavens or spheres are there? Mephastophilis: Nine: the seven planets, the firmament, and the empyreal heaven. Faustus: But is there not coelum igneum, et crystallinum? Meph.: No Faustus, they be but fables. Faustus: Resolve me then in this one question: Why are not conjunctions, oppositions, aspects, eclipses all at one time, but in some years we have more, in some less? Meph.: Per inaequalem motum respectu totius. Faustus: Well, I am answered. Now tell me who made the world. Meph.: I will not. Faustus: Sweet Mephastophilis, tell me. Meph.: Move me not, Faustus. Faustus: Villain, have I not bound thee to tell me any thing? Meph.: Ay, that is not against our kingdom. This is. Thou are damn'd, think thou of hell. Faustus: Think, Faustus, upon God that made the world! Meph.: Remember this. Faustus: Ay, go, accursed spirit, to ugly hell!‘Tis thou has damned distressed Faustus’s soul. Is’t not too late."