[Faust:] "I, Faust, do call upon thee, Mephistopheles!"
O growing Moon, didst but shine A time on this pain of mine this desk how oft have I At midnight thee rising high O'er book and I bend Thou appear, o mournful friend
I am the spirit ever denies! And justly so: for all that is to be destroyed in scorn Therefore 'twere if nothing were created Destruction, sin, wickedness - stated All of which you as have classified That is my - there I abide
] Scatter the stars with a hand Water, fire, wall Birds and beasts, all within Thus in our booth today Creation's ample scope swiftly, observing well the Heavens, to the World, to Hell!
The World of is not barred to thee!
[Mephistopheles:] "Now then, Faustus. What wouldst thou Mephisto do?" "I charge thee, Mephisto, wait upon me while I live... to do whatever Faustus shall command. Be it to 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 which I thee, not in vain Didst thou reveal thy in the fire Thou hast given me for a kingdom With the power to enjoy and Only a of chilling bewilderment Thou [then bringest all the living creatures And taught me to my brothers in the Air In the waters and in the silent coverts When the forest the storm rages Uprooting the pines which in their fall Crushing, drag neighboring boughs and trunks Whose [growingly?] hollow thunder the hills Then thou dost me to a sheltering cave And revealest me to myself and layest The deep mysterious of my Nature And the pure moon rises into sight Soothingly above me, about me hover Creeping from rocky walls and dewy shadows, phantoms of a bygone world Which allay the joy of meditation
Now fully do I realize Man Can never possess With this ecstasy brings me near and nearer To the
] My mother the put me to death My father the scoundrel ate my My dear sister laid all my bones In a dark shaded place under the Then I changed into a away Fly
Mankind, that Cosmos Always as incomplete He himself to Be I am part of that which was the Absolute A part of that which gave birth to Light The Light which would dispute Ancient rank of Mother I hope it won't be long before With matter it perish evermore!
] Scatter the stars with a hand Water, fire, tavern Birds and beasts, all within Thus in our booth today Creation's ample display swiftly, observing well From the Heavens to the
The of Spirits is not barred to thee!
[Faust:] "So, still I seek the force, the reason governing life's flow, and not just its show." [Mephistopheles:] "The force? The reason? Some things cannot be known; they are beyond your reach even when shown." "Why should that be so?" [Mephistopheles:] "They lie outside the boundaries that words can and man can only grasp those thoughts which language can express." [Faust:] "What? Do you mean that are greater yet than man?" "Indeed they are." [Faust:] "Then what of Affection, pain or grief? I can't describe these, yet I know they are in my breast. What are they?"" [Mephistopheles:] "Without substance, as is." [Faust:] "In that man is only air as well!"