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Faust

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Faust

Abstain, Nor dare God's holy name profane! What's done, alas, is done andpast! Matters will take their course at last; By stealth thou dost begin withone, Others will follow him anon; And when a dozen thee have known,Thou'lt common be to all the town. When infamy is newly born, In secret sheis brought to light, And the mysterious veil of night O'er head and ears isdrawn; The loathsome birth men fain would slay; But soon, full grown, shewaxes bold, And though not fairer to behold, With brazen front insults theday: The more abhorrent to the sight, The more she courts the day's purelight.

Silence! Attend! to me give ear! Confess, sirs, I know how to live: Some love- sick folk are sitting here! Hence, 'tis but fit, their hearts to cheer, That I agood - night strain to them should give. Hark! of the newest fashion is mysong! Strike boldly in the chorus, clear and strong!(He sings)

ϰ潱أ ɻ

Should I advise it else, sweet love?

Faust

ϰ潱أйҶ ۻ

And even my own head almost begins to reel.

Speak frankly, sir, none is there you have met? Has your heart ne'er attach'ditself as yet?

Mephistopheles

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In satin and in velvet, Behold the yonker dressed; Bedizen'd o'er with ribbons,A cross upon his breast. Prime minister they made him, He wore a star ofstate; And all his poor relations Were courtiers, rich and great.The gentlemen and ladies At court were sore distressed; The queen and allher maidens Were bitten by the pest, And yet they dared not scratch them,Or chase the fleas away. If we are bit, we catch them, And crack withoutdelay.

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ϰ潱ʯ鷴תϵɫࣿǴλǵĻ Welcome sweet twilight, calm and blest, That in this hallow'd precinct reigns!Fond yearning love, inspire my breast, Feeding on hope's sweet dew thyblissful pains! What stillness here environs me! Content and order broodaround. What fulness in this poverty! In this small cell what bliss profound!(He throws himself on the leather arm - chair beside the bed)Receive me thou, who hast in thine embrace, Welcom'd in joy and grief theages flown! How oft the children of a by - gone race Have cluster'd round thispatriarchal throne! Haply she, also, whom I hold so dear, For Christmas gift,with grateful joy possess'd, Hath with the full round cheek of childhood, here,Her grandsire's wither'd hand devoutly press'd. Maiden! I feel thy spirit hauntthe place, Breathing of order and abounding grace. As with a mother's voice itprompteth thee, The pure white cover o'er the board to spread, To strew thecrisping sand beneath thy tread. Dear hand! so godlike in its ministry! The hutbecomes a paradise through thee! And here - (He raises the bed - curtain.)How thrills my pulse with strange delight! Here could I linger hours untold;Thou, Nature, didst in vision bright, The embryo angel here unfold. Here laythe child, her bosom warm With life; while steeped in slumber's dew, Toperfect grace, her godlike form, With pure and hallow'd weavings grew!And thou! ah here what seekest thou? How quails mine inmost being now!What wouldst thou here? what makes thy heart so sore? Unhappy Faust! Iknow thee now no more. ϸ

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