[Faust:] "I, Faust, do call upon thee, Mephistopheles!"
O growing Moon, thou but shine A last time on this of mine Behind desk how oft have I At seen thee rising high O'er book and paper I Thou didst appear, o friend
I am the spirit that denies! And justly so: for all is born Deserves to be in scorn Therefore 'twere best if were created Destruction, sin, wickedness - stated All of you as evil have classified That is my - there I abide
] Scatter the stars with a lavish Water, fire, tavern Birds and beasts, all within Thus in our booth today Creation's ample display Wander swiftly, observing the Heavens, to the World, to Hell!
The World of is not barred to thee!
[Mephistopheles:] "Now then, Faustus. What wouldst thou have do?" "I charge thee, Mephisto, wait 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 whatsoever I shall ask."
"I will."
Sublime spirit, thou hast me all All for I besought thee, not in vain Didst thou thy countenance in the fire hast given me Nature for a kingdom With the power to and feel Only a visit of chilling Thou [then me?] all the living creatures And taught me to my brothers in the Air In the waters and in the silent coverts When through the the storm rages Uprooting the giant pines which in their Crushing, drag down neighboring boughs and [growingly?] hollow thunder shake the hills Then thou lead me to a sheltering cave And revealest me to myself and bare The deep miracle of my Nature And when the pure moon into sight Soothingly above me, about me hover Creeping rocky walls and dewy thickets Silver shadows, of a bygone world allay the austere joy of meditation
Now do I realize that Man Can possess perfection With this ecstasy brings me near and nearer To the
] My mother the put me to death My the scoundrel ate my flesh My dear sister laid all my bones In a dark place under the stones Then I changed a wood-bird Fluttering Fly
Mankind, foolish Cosmos Always as incomplete He thought to Be I am part of that part which was the A part of that which gave birth to Light The arrogant Light would dispute Ancient rank of Mother I hope it won't be long before With it shall perish evermore!
] Scatter the stars with a lavish Water, fire, wall and beasts, all within command Thus in our narrow today Creation's ample scope swiftly, observing well From the to the World
The World of is not barred to thee!
[Faust:] "So, still I seek the force, the reason governing flow, and not just its external show." [Mephistopheles:] "The governing force? The reason? Some things cannot be known; are beyond your reach even when shown." [Faust:] "Why that be so?" [Mephistopheles:] "They lie outside the boundaries that words can address; and man can only grasp those thoughts which can express." [Faust:] "What? Do you mean words are greater yet than man?" [Mephistopheles:] "Indeed 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." [Faust:] "In that case man is air as well!"