How am I glutted with conceit of this!
Shall I make spirits fetch me what I please,
Resolve me of all ambiguities,
Perform what desperate enterprise will?
Shall I make spirits fetch me what I please,
Resolve me of all ambiguities,
Perform what desperate enterprise will?
How am I glutted ..... desperate enterprise will?
REFERENCE
(i) Drama: Doctor Faustus
(ii) Dramatist: Christopher Marlowe
CONTEXT
(i) Occurrence: Act 1, Scene I (Lines 77-80)
(ii) Content: After mastering medicine, law, logic and theology, Faustus decides to pursue black magic in order to gain universal power. The Good Angel and the Bad Angel vie for Faustus' conscience, but Faustus ignores the Good Angel's pleas. He summons Mephistopheles and bargains to surrender his soul in exchange for twenty-four years of easy living. He performs marvelous deeds with the Devil's help. The twenty-four years of his deal with Lucifer comes to an end. He dies and is taken away by devils to his eternal damnation.
EXPLANATION
In these lines Faustus fantasizes himself as a great magician who is able to conjure up anything he desires. After the departure of good Angel and evil Angel, Faustus is at once launched at the long rodomontade in a soliloquy. He wonders that his mind is supersaturated with conceit. It means that he has an excessively favourable opinion of his own ability; the ability to become a commander and a godlike magician. He boasts of that with his black magic, spirits and demons will be under his control. With their aid, he will be able to get anything he wants. Moreover, he will become able to resolve his own problems, doubtfulness and wavering opinions. There will be no "desperate enterprise" for him. He will only wish and the hopeless or impossible task will be done. In short, Faustus has become a victim of megalomania and these lines enlist some of the plans of this megalomaniac magician.
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