[Faust:] "I, Johannes Faust, do call thee, Mephistopheles!"
O growing Moon, didst but shine A last time on pain of mine this desk how oft have I At midnight seen thee high O'er book and paper I Thou didst appear, o mournful
I am the spirit that denies! And justly so: for all that is to be destroyed in scorn Therefore 'twere best if were created Destruction, sin, wickedness - plainly 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 in our narrow booth today Creation's ample display Wander swiftly, observing the Heavens, to the World, to Hell!
The of Spirits 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 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, 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 reveal thy countenance in the fire hast given me Nature for a kingdom With the power to and feel Only a of chilling bewilderment Thou [then me?] bringest all the living And taught me to know my in the Air In the waters and in the silent coverts When through the the storm rages Uprooting the giant pines in their fall Crushing, down neighboring boughs and trunks Whose [growingly?] hollow shake the hills Then thou dost lead me to a cave And revealest me to myself and layest The mysterious miracle of my Nature And when the pure moon into sight above me, then about me hover Creeping from rocky walls and thickets Silver shadows, phantoms of a world Which the austere joy of meditation
Now fully do I realize Man Can possess perfection With this ecstasy which me near and nearer To the
] My the harlot put me to death My the scoundrel ate my flesh My dear sister laid all my bones In a dark shaded place the stones Then I changed into a away Fly
Mankind, that Cosmos acts as incomplete He thought to Be I am part of part which was the Absolute A part of that Darkness which gave to Light The arrogant which would dispute Ancient rank of Mother Therefore I it won't be long before With matter it shall evermore!
] Scatter the stars a lavish hand Water, fire, wall Birds and beasts, all within Thus in our narrow today ample scope display Wander swiftly, observing the Heavens to the World
The World of is not barred to thee!
[Faust:] "So, still I seek the force, the reason governing life's flow, and not its external show." [Mephistopheles:] "The governing force? The reason? Some things cannot be known; they are beyond your even when shown." [Faust:] "Why should be so?" [Mephistopheles:] "They lie outside the boundaries that words can address; and man can only grasp those which language can express." "What? Do you mean that words are greater yet than man?" [Mephistopheles:] "Indeed 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?"" [Mephistopheles:] "Without substance, as is." [Faust:] "In that man is only air as well!"