[Faust:] "I, Johannes Faust, do call thee, Mephistopheles!"
O growing Moon, didst but shine A time on this pain of mine this desk how oft have I At seen thee rising high book and paper I bend Thou didst appear, o friend
I am the spirit ever denies! And so: for all that is born Deserves to be in scorn Therefore 'twere best if nothing created Destruction, sin, wickedness - stated All of you as evil have classified is my element - there I abide
] Scatter the stars with a hand Water, fire, wall Birds and beasts, all command Thus in our narrow booth Creation's ample display Wander swiftly, well the Heavens, to the World, to Hell!
The World of Spirits is not 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 these 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 I shall ask."
"I will."
Sublime spirit, thou given me all All for I besought thee, not in vain Didst thou thy countenance in the fire Thou given me Nature for a kingdom the power to enjoy 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 waters and in the silent When the forest the storm rages Uprooting the pines which in their fall Crushing, drag down boughs and trunks Whose [growingly?] hollow shake the hills Then dost lead me to a sheltering cave And revealest me to myself and bare The deep mysterious of my Nature And when the pure moon rises into Soothingly me, then about me hover Creeping from rocky walls and thickets shadows, phantoms of a bygone world Which allay the austere joy of
Now do I realize that Man Can never perfection this ecstasy which brings me near and nearer To the
] My the harlot put me to death My father the ate my flesh My dear little sister laid all my In a dark shaded place under the Then I changed a wood-bird Fluttering Fly
Mankind, foolish Cosmos acts as incomplete He himself to Be I am part of that part which was the A part of that Darkness which gave to Light The arrogant Light which would rank of Mother Night Therefore I hope it won't be before With it shall perish evermore!
] Scatter the stars with a hand Water, fire, tavern Birds and beasts, all command Thus in our narrow today Creation's ample scope Wander swiftly, observing From the Heavens to the
The of Spirits is not barred to thee!
[Faust:] "So, I seek the force, the reason governing life's flow, and not just its external show." [Mephistopheles:] "The governing force? The reason? Some things cannot be known; they are beyond your reach even shown." "Why should that 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 words are greater yet than man?" "Indeed they are." [Faust:] "Then what of longing? Affection, pain or grief? I can't these, yet I know they are in my breast. What are they?"" [Mephistopheles:] "Without substance, as is." "In that case man is only air as well!"