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  1. Jul 2019
    1. If all the veins in our bodies were extended to rivers, and all the sinews to veins of mines, and all the muscles that lie upon one another, to hills, and all the bones to quarries of stones,

      I love all of the smiles he uses with body parts, it creates a fascinating imagery.

    2. Our hands ne’er touch’d the seals, Which nature, injured by late law, sets free. These miracles we did ; but now alas ! All measure, and all language, I should pass, Should I tell what a miracle she was.

      He was a faithful follower of religious beliefs, then he found his lover.

    3. Here lies my business, and here I will stay You go to friends, whose love and means present Various content To your eyes, ears, and taste, and every part ; If then your body go, what need your heart?

      Even though they won't be physically together, their hearts will be connected.

    4. But as all several souls contain Mixture of things they know not what, Love these mix’d souls doth mix again, And makes both one, each this, and that.

      This story is centered around the idea that love exists outside of the physical and that souls combine in the after life.

    5. But since my soul, whose child love is, Takes limbs of flesh, and else could nothing do, More subtle than the parent is Love must not be, but take a body too ;

      He describes how love is between two souls, not two physical bodies.

    6. O how feeble is man’s power, That if good fortune fall, Cannot add another hour, Nor a lost hour recall ; But come bad chance, And we join to it our strength, And we teach it art and length, Itself o’er us to advance.

      Men have no power, it's fate that determines how long we will live.

    7. Which is, to keep that hid.

      He did something but won't tell anyone what he did. Reminds me of the different stories of knights we've read, and to do something because it's the right thing to do and now because they want a reward or recognition.

    1. And Faustus’ custom is not to deny The just requests of those that wish him well,

      I know Faustus is using dark magic from the devil, but in some instances he almost feels like he's doing something good for someone else.

    2. Come, madam, let us in, where you must well reward this learned man for the great kindness he hath shewed to you.

      Faustus is using his dark magic to get things to please other people or does e just know it will get him a favor later on?

    3. FAUSTUS. [Stabbing his arm] Lo, Mephistophilis, for love of thee, I cut mine arm, and with my proper blood

      I think it's interesting how stories at these times showed physical wounds/pain to bond to either side. Julian of Norwich lives in pain to be faithful to God. Here, even the devil makes someone suffer physical pain to bind them together.

    4. What boots it, then, to think of God or heaven? Away with such vain fancies, and despair;

      He's not even going to bother thinking of heaven or God ( I feel like in a sense this could be a greater sin, because knowing right from wrong can determine our humanity).

    5. GOOD ANGEL. O, Faustus, lay that damned book aside, And gaze not on it, lest it tempt thy soul, And heap God’s heavy wrath upon thy head! Read, read the Scriptures:–that is blasphemy. EVIL ANGE

      This reminds me of those scenes that you see in movies, where the angel and the devil are both on someone's shoulder, and they are interfering with their decision.

    6. And necromantic books are heavenly;

      Interesting phrase- The necromantic books (book of dark/ satanic magic) are heavenly? This reminds me of the debate over whether or not all sins are just sins or if they have levels of severity.

    1. But stings and sharpest steele did far exceed   The sharpnesse of his cruell rending clawes;   Dead was it sure, as sure as death in deed,

      The author always makes a point to vividly describe the deadliest part of the monster the knight is facing.

    2. In which his torment often was so great,   That like a Lyon he would cry and rore,   And rend his flesh, and his owne synewes eat.

      This reminds me of Julian of Norwhich. Where she inflicted pain on herself to be pure.

    3. Through long enprisonment, and hard constraint,   Which he endured in his late restraint,   That yet he was vnfit for bloudie fight:   Therefore to cherish him with diets daint,   She cast to bring him, where he chearen might, Till he recouered had his late decayed plight.

      Redcrosee is a broken knight.

    4. And all about old stockes and stubs of trees,   Whereon nor fruit, nor leafe was euer seene,   Did hang vpon the ragged rocky knees;   On which had many wretches hanged beene,   Whose carcases were scattered on the greene,   And throwne about the cliffs.

      A very detailed scene, that's grotesque and a wasteland.

    5.  From mothers pap I taken was vnfit:   And streight deliuered to a Faery knight, To be vpbrought in gentle thewes and martiall might.

      He was taken from his mother and raised his entire life to be a knight.

    6. So as she bad, that witch they disaraid,   And robd of royall robes, and purple pall,   And ornaments that richly were displaid;   Ne spared they to strip her naked all.   Then when they had despoild her tire and call,   Such as she was, their eyes might her behold,   That her misshaped parts did them appall,   A loathly, wrinckled hag, ill fauoured, old, Whose secret filth good manners biddeth not be told.

      They punish the witch by undressing her and discovers her true form, not the form she's masked herself with.

    7.  Her shrill outcryes and shriekes so loud did bray,   That all the woodes and forestes did resownd;

      A very powerful description. That she screamed and cried so loud that the entire woods and forest could hear her,

    8. Great Romulus the Grandsyre of them all, Proud Tarquin, and too lordly Lentulus, Stout Scipio, and stubborne Hanniball, Ambitious Sylla, and sterne Marius, High Cæsar, great Pompey, and fierce Antonius

      Kings of Rome.

    9. Soone as the Faerie heard his Ladie speake, Out of his swowning dreame he gan awake,

      Every time he hears a sound from the lady, he then is always filled with a new strength (also seen in Canto 1). Almost like her voice reminds him of his love for her.

    10. A shrilling trompet sownded from on hye, And vnto battaill bad them selues addresse: Their shining shieldes about their wrestes they tye, And burning blades about their heads do blesse, The instruments of wrath and heauinesse: With greedy force each other doth assayle, And strike so fiercely, that they do impresse Deepe dinted furrowes in the battred mayle; The yron walles to ward their blowes are weake & fraile.

      Spencer always makes a point to provide a lot of details before battles, this is also seen with the serpent in canto 1 and hos he describes her tail.