Faustus is likely derived from Hephaestus—a Faustian struggle is between good and evil.
Faustus soon commenced some muttered incantations and strange evolutions, such as were the fashion of the day for conjurors.
How many a fellow would sell himself, like Dr. Faustus, just for the knowledge of the name of the winner!
Dr. Faustus mourned and sighed wonderfully, and never went to bed, nor slept a wink for sorrow.
The Sunday following came the students home to Dr. Faustus his own house, and brought their meat and drink with them.
The Devil said softly to Faustus: “For the sum which is wanting to fill that box, he will sell thee his daughter.”
