[Faust:] "I, Faust, do call upon thee, Mephistopheles!"
O growing Moon, didst but shine A last time on pain of mine Behind desk how oft have I At midnight seen thee rising O'er book and paper I didst appear, o mournful friend
I am the spirit ever denies! And justly so: for all that is to be destroyed in scorn Therefore 'twere best if nothing created Destruction, sin, wickedness - plainly All of you as evil have classified That is my element - there I
] Scatter the stars a lavish hand Water, fire, wall Birds and beasts, all within Thus in our booth 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 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 ask."
"I will."
Sublime spirit, thou hast me all All for which I thee, not in vain Didst reveal thy countenance in the fire Thou given me Nature for a kingdom With the to enjoy and feel Only a visit of chilling Thou [then me?] bringest all the living And taught me to know my in the Air In the deep and in the silent coverts When through the the storm rages Uprooting the giant which in their fall Crushing, drag down boughs and trunks Whose hollow thunder shake the hills thou dost lead me to a sheltering cave And revealest me to myself and bare The mysterious miracle of my Nature And when the pure moon rises sight above me, then about me hover Creeping from walls and dewy thickets shadows, phantoms of a bygone world Which allay the austere joy of
Now fully do I that Man Can possess perfection With this ecstasy which brings me and nearer To the
] My mother the put me to death My father the ate my flesh My dear little sister laid all my In a dark shaded place the stones Then I changed into a Fluttering Fly
Mankind, that Cosmos Always as incomplete He himself to Be I am part of that part was the Absolute A part of that Darkness which gave to Light The arrogant Light which dispute rank of Mother Night Therefore I hope it won't be long With matter it perish evermore!
] Scatter the with a lavish hand Water, fire, wall Birds and beasts, all command Thus in our narrow today ample scope display Wander swiftly, well From the to the World
The World of Spirits is not 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 your reach even when shown." [Faust:] "Why that be so?" "They lie outside the boundaries that words can address; and man can only grasp those thoughts which language can express." [Faust:] "What? Do you mean that words are yet than man?" "Indeed they are." [Faust:] "Then what of longing? Affection, or grief? I can't describe these, yet I know they are in my breast. What are they?"" "Without substance, as mist is." [Faust:] "In that case man is air as well!"