How is it? under way? and soon complete?
Ah, bravo! Do I find you burning?
Well, Margaret soon will still your yearning:
At Neighbor Martha′s you′ll this evening meet.
A fitter woman ne′er was made
To ply the pimp and gypsy trade!
MEPHISTOPHELESYet something is required from us.
One service pays the other thus.
We′ve but to make a deposition valid
That now her husband′s limbs, outstretched and pallid,
At Padua rest, in consecrated soil.
Most wise! And first, of course, we′ll make the journey
Sancta simplicitas! no need of such a toil;
Depose, with knowledge or without it, either!
If you′ve naught better, then, I′ll tear your pretty plan!
Now, there you are! O holy man!
Is it the first time in your life you′re driven
To bear false witness in a case?
Of God, the world and all that in it has a place,
Of Man, and all that moves the being of his race,
Have you not terms and definitions given
With brazen forehead, daring breast?
And, if you′ll probe the thing profoundly,
Knew you so much-and you′ll confess it roundly!-
As here of Schwerdtlein′s death and place of rest?
Thou art, and thou remain′st, a sophist, liar.
Yes, knew I not more deeply thy desire.
For wilt thou not, no lover fairer,
Poor Margaret flatter, and ensnare her,
And all thy soul′s devotion swear her?
And from my heart.
MEPHISTOPHELES'Tis very fine!
Hold! hold! It will!-If such my flame,
And for the sense and power intense
I seek, and cannot find, a name;
Then range with all my senses through creation,
Craving the speech of inspiration,
And call this ardor, so supernal,
Endless, eternal and eternal,-
Is that a devilish lying game?
And yet I′m right!
FAUSTMark this, I beg of thee!
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