ited the Bishop of Salisburg's
Wine-cellar._

Dr. Faustus having taken leave of the duke, he went to Wittenburg,
near about Shrovetide, and being in company with certain students, Dr.
Faustus was himself the God of Bacchus, who having well feasted the
students before with dainty fare, after the manner of Germany, where it
is counted no feast unless all the bidden guests be drunk, which Dr.
Faustus intending, said, "Gentlemen, and my guests, will it please you
to take a cup of wine with me in a place or cellar whereunto I will
bring you?" They all said willingly, "We will;" which, when Dr. Faustus
heard, he took them forth, set each of them upon a holly-wand, and so
was conjured into the Bishop of Salisburg's cellar, for thereabouts grew
excellent pleasant wine. There fell Faustus and his company a-drinking
and swilling, not of the worst, but of the best.

And as they were merry in the cellar, came to draw drink the bishop's
butler; which when he perceived so many persons there, he cried with a
loud voice, "Thieves, thieves!" This spited Dr. Faustus wonderfully,
wherefore he made every one of his company to sit on their holly-wand,
and so vanished away. And in parting, Dr. Faustus took the butler by the
hair of the head, and carried him away with them, until they came to a
mighty high-lopped tree; and on the top of that huge tree he set the
butler, where he remained in a most fearful perplexity.

Dr. Faustus departed to his house, where they took their valete one
after another, drinking the wine that they had stolen in their bottles
out of the bishop's cellar. The butler, that had held himself by the
hands upon the lopped tree all the night, was almost frozen with the
cold, espying the day, and seeing the tree of huge great highness,
thought with himself, "It is impossible to come off this tree without
peril of death." At length, espying certain clowns passing by, he cried,
"For the love of God help me down!" The clowns, seeing him so high,
wondered what madman would climb up so huge a tree; wherefore, as a
thing most miraculous, they carried tidings to the Bishop of Salisburg.
Then was there great running on every side to see him on the tree, and
many devices they practised to get him down with ropes, and being
demanded of the bishop how he came there, he said that he was brought
thither, by the hair of the head, by certain thieves that were robbing
of the wine-cellar, but what they were he knew not; "for," said he,