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See yonder, round a many-coloured flame
w ""i."l TM'* ^ f*0^ «''u* there
w here the blmd million rah impetuously
Ye4 Many a riddle there n tied anew Inextricably. Let the great world rare! We will stay here safe in the quiet dwellings. r» an old custom. Men have ever built Their own small world in the great world of aH
Wisely attired with greater decency.
Among them ; and what there you do and see,
How say you now? this space is wide enough—
In truth, I generally go about In strict incognito ; and yet one likes lo wear one's orders upon gala days I have no ribbon at my knee ; but here At home the cloven foot is honourable ^/""f ""Mil there ?—she comes creeping up, thing: "g Byea hath 8melt °^ *»me'
I could not, if I would, mask myself here. Come now we'll go about from fire to fire: 1II be the pimp, and you shall be the lover.
ITo ,om, old Wonun, «,ho art .Ming round a h,ap of glim mering coalt. Old gentlewomen, what do you do out here' You ought to be with the young rioters Kight m the thickest of the revelry— Hut every one is best content at home.
i People assert their rizhts; they '^i^uT-
Then we were ailh, ail; 'twas something worth
That was mdeed the golden age on earth.'
Wetoo are active, and we did and do
What we oueht not perhaps ; and y« we now
Wdl seizeswhUst all things are whirled rood and
round, A spoke of Fortune's wheel, and keep onrground.
Who now can taste a treatise of deep sense And ponderous volume! Tis impertinence 1 o write what none will read, therefore will I lo piease the young and thoughtless people try.
Mephistophfj.es. (Who at»» mypemrs to hate
I T «_j i ^roicn eery old.)
I find the people ripe for the last dav,
Gentlemen ; do not hurry on so fast, ^ ^
And lose the chance of a good pennyworth.
I have a pack full of the choicest wares
x ev?"' sort' "id jet in all mv bundle
Is nothmg like what may be found on earth;
iVitnmg that m a moment will make rich
Men and the world with fine malicious mischief—
Inere is no dagger drunk with blood ; no bowl
t rom whieh consuming poison mav be drained
By mnocent and healthy lips; no jewel,
Ine priee of an abandoned maiden's shame;
Or stabs the wearer's enemy in the back;
Gossip yon know little of these times.
Lilith, the first wife of Adam.
necr" """^ tht,m T°uud * JOuDS nuU1'8 She will not ever set him free again.
* A sort of fundholder.
There «it a girl and an old woman—they
There is no rest to-night for any one:
[faust dances and tings with a Girl, and Mephisto-
What is this cursed multitude about?
Have we not long since proved to demonstration
That ghosts move not on ordinary feet!
But these are dancing just like men and women.
What does he want then at our ball!
Vanish ! Unheard-of impudence! What, still there!
Then leave off teasing us so.
I tell you, spirits, to your faces now,
At last he will sit down in some foul puddle;
[To Faurt, who has seceded from the dance.
A red mouse in the middle of her singing
That was all right, my friend: Be it enough that the mouse was not grey. Do not disturb your hour of happiness With close consideration of such trifles.
Then saw I
Seest thou not a pale Fair girl, standing alone, far, far away? She drags herself now forward with slow steps, And seems as if she moved with shackled feet: I cannot overcome the thought that she Is like poor Margaret.
Let it be—pass on— No good can come of it—it is not well To meet it—it is an enchanted phantom, A lifeless idol; with its numbing look, It freezes up the blood of man ; and they Who meet its ghastly stare are turned to stone, Like those. who saw Medusa.
0, too true I Her eyes are like the eyes of a fresh corpse Which no beloved hand has closed. Alas! That is the breast which Margaret yielded to me— Those are the lovely limbs which I enjoyed!
It is all magie, poor deluded fool!
She looks to every one like his first love.
0 what delight! what woe! I cannot turn
Ay, she can carry Her head under her arm upon occasion; Perseus has cut it off for her. These pleasures End in delusion.—Gain this rising ground, It is as airy here as in a [ ]
And if I am not mightily deceived,
1 see a theatre.—What may this mean?
Quite a new piece, the last of seven, for 'tis