Now, I am not stupid enough to jump the gun and declare that I plan on flipping off the bat. But this is the time to get to work and establish a plan to control this game so I can get to the end, and I don't care who I have to step on, or who has to go home at any ...
FAUSTUS. How am I glutted with conceit of this! Shall I make spirits fetch me what I please, Resolve[26] me of all ambiguities, Perform what desperate enterprise I will? I’ll have them fly to India for gold, Ransack the ocean for orient pearl, And search all corners of the new-fou...