[Faust:] "I, Johannes Faust, do upon thee, Mephistopheles!"
O growing Moon, didst but shine A last time on this of mine this desk how oft have I At midnight seen thee high O'er book and paper I didst appear, o mournful friend
I am the spirit ever denies! And so: for all that is born Deserves to be destroyed in 'twere best if nothing were created Destruction, sin, wickedness - plainly All of which you as evil have That is my element - there I
] Scatter the with a lavish hand Water, fire, wall Birds and beasts, all command Thus in our narrow today ample scope display Wander swiftly, observing the Heavens, to the World, to Hell!
The World of is not barred to thee!
[Mephistopheles:] "Now then, Faustus. wouldst thou have Mephisto do?" "I charge thee, Mephisto, wait upon me while I live... to do whatever Faustus shall command. Be it to make the moon drop from outer sphere, or the ocean to overwhelm the world. Go bear tidings to great Lucifer: say he surrenders up his soul. So that he shall spare him four and twenty years, letting him live in all voluptiousness, having thee ever to attend on me. To give me whatsoever I shall ask."
"I will."
Sublime spirit, hast given me all All for which I thee, not in vain Didst thou thy countenance in the fire Thou hast given me for a kingdom With the power to and feel Only a visit of chilling Thou [then me?] bringest all the living And taught me to my brothers in the Air In the deep and in the silent coverts When through the forest the rages Uprooting the pines which in their fall Crushing, drag down neighboring boughs and Whose [growingly?] hollow thunder shake the Then thou dost lead me to a cave And me to myself and layest bare The deep mysterious miracle of my And when the pure moon rises into Soothingly above me, about me hover Creeping from rocky walls and thickets shadows, phantoms of a bygone world Which the austere joy of meditation
Now do I realize that Man Can possess perfection With this ecstasy which me near and nearer To the
] My the harlot put me to death My the scoundrel ate my flesh My little sister laid all my bones In a shaded place under the stones Then I into a wood-bird Fluttering Fly
Mankind, that foolish Always acts as He thought to Be I am part of part which was the Absolute A part of that which gave birth to Light The arrogant Light which would rank of Mother Night Therefore I hope it be long before With it shall perish evermore!
] Scatter the with a lavish hand Water, fire, wall and beasts, all within command Thus in our booth today Creation's scope display swiftly, observing well From the Heavens to the
The World of is not barred to thee!
[Faust:] "So, still I seek the force, the reason life's flow, and not just its external show." [Mephistopheles:] "The governing force? The reason? Some things cannot be known; they are your reach even when shown." [Faust:] "Why should be so?" [Mephistopheles:] "They lie outside the boundaries that words can address; and man can only grasp those thoughts language can express." [Faust:] "What? Do you mean that words are yet than man?" [Mephistopheles:] "Indeed are." [Faust:] "Then what of longing? Affection, pain or grief? I can't describe these, yet I know are in my breast. What are they?"" [Mephistopheles:] "Without substance, as is." [Faust:] "In that case man is air as well!"