[Faust:] "I, Faust, do call upon thee, Mephistopheles!"
O Moon, didst thou but shine A time on this pain 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 that ever denies! And justly so: for all that is to be destroyed in scorn Therefore 'twere best if nothing created Destruction, sin, - plainly stated All of you as evil have classified That is my - there I abide
] Scatter the stars a lavish hand Water, fire, wall Birds and beasts, all within in our narrow booth today 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 whatsoever I ask."
"I will."
Sublime spirit, hast given me all All for which I thee, not in vain Didst thou reveal thy countenance in the Thou hast given me Nature for a With the power to enjoy and Only a visit of bewilderment Thou [then me?] all the living creatures And me to know my brothers in the Air In the deep waters and in the silent When through the the storm rages Uprooting the giant which in their fall Crushing, drag down neighboring and trunks Whose [growingly?] hollow shake the hills Then dost lead me to a sheltering cave And me to myself and layest bare The deep mysterious miracle of my And when the pure moon rises sight Soothingly above me, then about me from rocky walls and dewy thickets Silver shadows, phantoms of a bygone Which allay the austere joy of
Now fully do I that Man Can never possess With this ecstasy which brings me and nearer To the
] My the harlot put me to death My father the scoundrel ate my My dear sister laid all my bones In a dark shaded under the stones Then I changed a wood-bird Fluttering Fly
Mankind, that Cosmos acts as incomplete He himself to Be I am part of that which was the Absolute A of that Darkness which gave birth to Light The arrogant Light which would Ancient rank of Night Therefore I it won't be long before With matter it shall evermore!
] Scatter the with a lavish hand Water, fire, wall Birds and beasts, all within Thus in our booth today Creation's ample scope Wander swiftly, observing From the Heavens to the
The World of Spirits is not to thee!
"So, still I seek the force, the reason governing life's flow, and not just its external show." [Mephistopheles:] "The governing force? The reason? Some cannot be known; they 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 those thoughts which language can express." [Faust:] "What? Do you mean that are greater yet than man?" "Indeed they are." [Faust:] "Then what of longing? Affection, pain or 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!"