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<SPAN name="V" id="V"></SPAN>V</h2> <br /> <br /> AUERBACH'S CELLAR IN LEIPZIG<br /> <br /> <br /> CAROUSAL OF JOLLY COMPANIONS<br /> <br /> FROSCH<br /> <br /> I no one laughing? no one drinking?<br /> I'll teach you how to grin, I'm thinking.<br /> To-day you're like wet straw, so tame;<br /> And usually you're all aflame.<br /> <br /> BRANDER<br /> <br /> Now that's your fault; from you we nothing see,<br /> No beastliness and no stupidity.<br /> <br /> FROSCH<br /> <br /> (<i>Pours a glass of wine over</i> BRANDER'S <i>head</i>.)<br /> There's both together!<br /> <br /> BRANDER<br /> <br /> <div class="indenteds"> Twice a swine!<br /> </div> <br /> FROSCH<br /> <br /> You wanted them: I've given you mine.<br /> <br /> SIEBEL<br /> <br /> Turn out who quarrels&mdash;out the door!<br /> With open throat sing chorus, drink and roar!<br /> Up! holla! ho!<br /> <br /> ALTMAYER<br /> <br /> Woe's me, the fearful bellow!<br /> Bring cotton, quick! He's split my ears, that fellow.<br /> <br /> SIEBEL<br /> <br /> When the vault echoes to the song,<br /> One first perceives the bass is deep and strong.<br /> <br /> FROSCH<br /> <br /> Well said! and out with him that takes the least offence!<br /> <div class="indenteds"> <i>Ah, tara, lara da</i>!<br /> </div> <br /> ALTMAYER<br /> <br /> <div class="indenteds"> <i>Ah, tara, lara, da</i>!<br /> </div> <br /> FROSCH<br /> <br /> The throats are tuned, commence!<br /> <br /> <div class="indentedss"> (<i>Sings</i>.)<br /> </div> <br /> <div class="indented"> <i>The dear old holy Roman realm,<br /> How does it hold together</i>?<br /> </div> <br /> BRANDER<br /> <br /> A nasty song! Fie! a political song&mdash;<br /> A most offensive song! Thank God, each morning, therefore,<br /> That you have not the Roman realm to care for!<br /> At least, I hold it so much gain for me,<br /> That I nor Chancellor nor Kaiser be.<br /> Yet also we must have a ruling head, I hope,<br /> And so we'll choose ourselves a Pope.<br /> You know the quality that can<br /> Decide the choice, and elevate the man.<br /> <br /> FROSCH<br /> <div class="indentedss"> (<i>sings</i>)<br /> <br /> </div> <div class="indented"> <p><i>Soar up, soar up, Dame Nightingale!</i><br /> Ten thousand times my sweetheart hail!</p> </div> <p>SIEBEL</p> <p>No, greet my sweetheart not! I tell you, I'll resent it.</p> <p>FROSCH</p> <p>My sweetheart greet and kiss! I dare you to prevent it!</p> <div class="indentedss"> <p>(<i>Sings</i>.)<br /> </p> </div> <br /> <div class="indented"> <p><i>Draw the latch! the darkness makes:</i><br /> Draw the latch! the lover wakes.<br /> Shut the latch! the morning breaks</p> </div> <p>SIEBEL</p> <p>Yes, sing away, sing on, and praise, and brag of her!<br /> I'll wait my proper time for laughter:<br /> Me by the nose she led, and now she'll lead you after.<br /> Her paramour should be an ugly gnome,<br /> Where four roads cross, in wanton play to meet her:<br /> An old he-goat, from Blocksberg coming home,<br /> Should his good-night in lustful gallop bleat her!<br /> A fellow made of genuine flesh and blood<br /> Is for the wench a deal too good.<br /> Greet her? Not I: unless, when meeting,<br /> To smash her windows be a greeting!</p> <p>BRANDER (<i>pounding on the table</i>)</p> <p>Attention! Hearken now to me!<br /> Confess, Sirs, I know how to live.<br /> Enamored persons here have we,<br /> And I, as suits their quality,<br /> Must something fresh for their advantage give.<br /> Take heed! 'Tis of the latest cut, my strain,<br /> And all strike in at each refrain!</p> <p><span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">(<i>He sings</i>.)</span><br /> <br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">There was a rat in the cellar-nest,</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Whom fat and butter made smoother:</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">He had a paunch beneath his vest</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Like that of Doctor Luther.</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">The cook laid poison cunningly,</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">And then as sore oppressed was he</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">As if he had love in his bosom.</span><br /> <br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">CHORUS (<i>shouting</i>)</span><br /> <br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">As if he had love in his bosom!</span><br /> <br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">BRANDER</span><br /> <br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">He ran around, he ran about,</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">His thirst in puddles laving;</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">He gnawed and scratched the house throughout.</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">But nothing cured his raving.</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">He whirled and jumped, with torment mad,</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">And soon enough the poor beast had,</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">As if he had love in his bosom.</span><br /> <br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">CHORUS</span><br /> <br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">As if he had love in his bosom!</span><br /> <br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">BRANDER</span><br /> <br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">And driven at last, in open day,</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">He ran into the kitchen,</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Fell on the hearth, and squirming lay,</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">In the last convulsion twitching.</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Then laughed the murderess in her glee:</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">"Ha! ha! he's at his last gasp," said she,</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">"As if he had love in his bosom!"</span><br /> </p> <p>CHORUS</p> <p><span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">As if he had love in his bosom!</span><br /> </p> <p>SIEBEL</p> <p>How the dull fools enjoy the matter!<br /> To me it is a proper art<br /> Poison for such poor rats to scatter.</p> <p>BRANDER</p> <p>Perhaps you'll warmly take their part?</p> <p>ALTMAYER</p> <p>The bald-pate pot-belly I have noted:<br /> Misfortune tames him by degrees;<br /> For in the rat by poison bloated<br /> His own most natural form he sees.</p> <p>FAUST AND MEPHISTOPHELES</p> <p>MEPHISTOPHELES</p> <p>Before all else, I bring thee hither<br /> Where boon companions meet together,<br /> To let thee see how smooth life runs away.<br /> Here, for the folk, each day's a holiday:<br /> With little wit, and ease to suit them,<br /> They whirl in narrow, circling trails,<br /> Like kittens playing with their tails?<br /> And if no headache persecute them,<br /> So long the host may credit give,<br /> They merrily and careless live.</p> <p>BRANDER</p> <p>The fact is easy to unravel,<br /> Their air's so odd, they've just returned from travel:<br /> A single hour they've not been here.</p> <p>FROSCH</p> <p>You've verily hit the truth! Leipzig to me is dear:<br /> Paris in miniature, how it refines its people!</p> <p>SIEBEL</p> <p>Who are the strangers, should you guess?</p> <p>FROSCH</p> <p>Let me alone! I'll set them first to drinking,<br /> And then, as one a child's tooth draws, with cleverness,<br /> I'll worm their secret out, I'm thinking.<br /> They're of a noble house, that's very clear:<br /> Haughty and discontented they appear.</p> <p>BRANDER</p> <p>They're mountebanks, upon a revel.</p> <p>ALTMAYER</p> <p>Perhaps.</p> <p>FROSCH</p> <div class="indented"> <p>Look out, I'll smoke them now!</p> </div> <p>MEPHISTOPHELES (<i>to</i> FAUST)</p> <p>Not if he had them by the neck, I vow,<br /> Would e'er these people scent the Devil!</p> <p>FAUST Fair greeting, gentlemen!</p> <p>SIEBEL</p> <div class="indentedss"> <p>Our thanks: we give the same.<br /> </p> </div> <div class="indented"> (<i>Murmurs, inspecting</i> MEPHISTOPHELES <i>from the side</i>.)<br /> </div> In one foot is the fellow lame?<br /> <br /> <p>MEPHISTOPHELES</p> <p>Is it permitted that we share your leisure?<br /> In place of cheering drink, which one seeks vainly here,<br /> Your company shall give us pleasure.</p> <p>ALTMAYER</p> <p>A most fastidious person you appear.</p> <p>FROSCH</p> <p>No doubt 'twas late when you from Rippach started?<br /> And supping there with Hans occasioned your delay?</p> <p>MEPHISTOPHELES</p> <p>We passed, without a call, to-day.<br /> At our last interview, before we parted<br /> Much of his cousins did he speak, entreating<br /> That we should give to each his kindly greeting.</p> <div class="indentedss"> <p>(<i>He bows to</i> FROSCH.)</p> </div> <p>ALTMAYER (<i>aside</i>)</p> <p>You have it now! he understands.</p> <p>SIEBEL</p> <div class="indentedss"> <p>A knave sharp-set!</p> </div> <p>FROSCH</p> <p>Just wait awhile: I'll have him yet.</p> <p>MEPHISTOPHELES</p> <p>If I am right, we heard the sound<br /> Of well-trained voices, singing chorus;<br /> And truly, song must here rebound<br /> Superbly from the arches o'er us.</p> <p>FROSCH</p> <p>Are you, perhaps, a virtuoso?</p> <p>MEPHISTOPHELES</p> <p>O no! my wish is great, my power is only so-so.</p> <p>ALTMAYER</p> <p>Give us a song!</p> <p>MEPHISTOPHELES</p> <div class="indenteds"> <p>If you desire, a number.</p> </div> <p>SIEBEL</p> <p>So that it be a bran-new strain!</p> <p>MEPHISTOPHELES</p> <p>We've just retraced our way from. Spain,<br /> The lovely land of wine, and song, and slumber.</p> <div class="indentedss"> <p>(<i>Sings</i>.)</p> </div> <p>There was a king once reigning,<br /> Who had a big black flea&mdash;</p> <p>FROSCH</p> <p>Hear, hear! A flea! D'ye rightly take the jest?<br /> I call a flea a tidy guest.</p> <p>MEPHISTOPHELES (<i>sings</i>)</p> <p><span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">There was a king once reigning,</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Who had a big black flea,</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">And loved him past explaining,</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">As his own son were he.</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">He called his man of stitches;</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">The tailor came straightway:</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Here, measure the lad for breeches.</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">And measure his coat, I say!</span><br /> </p> <p>BRANDER</p> <p>But mind, allow the tailor no caprices:<br /> Enjoin upon him, as his head is dear,<br /> To most exactly measure, sew and shear,<br /> So that the breeches have no creases!</p> <p>MEPHISTOPHELES</p> <p><span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">In silk and velvet gleaming</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">He now was wholly drest&mdash;</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Had a coat with ribbons streaming,</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">A cross upon his breast.</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">He had the first of stations,</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">A minister's star and name;</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">And also all his relations</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Great lords at court became.</span><br /> <br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">And the lords and ladies of honor</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Were plagued, awake and in bed;</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">The queen she got them upon her,</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">The maids were bitten and bled.</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">And they did not dare to brush them,</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Or scratch them, day or night:</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">We crack them and we crush them,</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">At once, whene'er they bite.</span><br /> <br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">CHORUS (<i>shouting</i>)</span><br /> <br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">We crack them and we crush them,</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">At once, whene'er they bite!</span><br /> </p> <p>FROSCH Bravo! bravo! that was fine.</p> <p>SIEBEL</p> <p>Every flea may it so befall!</p> <p>BRANDER</p> <p>Point your fingers and nip them all!</p> <p>ALTMAYER</p> <p>Hurrah for Freedom! Hurrah for wine!</p> <p>MEPHISTOPHELES</p> <p>I fain would drink with you, my glass to Freedom clinking,<br /> If 'twere a better wine that here I see you drinking.</p> <p>SIEBEL</p> <p>Don't let us hear that speech again!</p> <p>MEPHISTOPHELES</p> <p>Did I not fear the landlord might complain,<br /> I'd treat these worthy guests, with pleasure,<br /> To some from out our cellar's treasure.</p> <p>SIEBEL</p> <p>Just treat, and let the landlord me arraign!</p> <p>FROSCH</p> <p>And if the wine be good, our praises shall be ample.<br /> But do not give too very small a sample;<br /> For, if its quality I decide,<br /> With a good mouthful I must be supplied.</p> <p>ALTMAYER (<i>aside</i>)</p> <p>They're from the Rhine! I guessed as much, before.</p> <p>MEPHISTOPHELES</p> <p>Bring me a gimlet here!</p> <p>BRANDER</p> <div class="indentedss"> <p>What shall therewith be done?<br /> </p> </div> You've not the casks already at the door?<br /> <br /> <p>ALTMAYER</p> <p>Yonder, within the landlord's box of tools, there's one!</p> <p>MEPHISTOPHELES (<i>takes the gimlet</i>)</p> <div class="indenteds"> <p>(<i>To</i> FROSCH.)</p> </div> <p>Now, give me of your taste some intimation.</p> <p>FROSCH</p> <p>How do you mean? Have you so many kinds?</p> <p>MEPHISTOPHELES</p> <p>The choice is free: make up your minds.</p> <p>ALTMAYER (<i>to</i> FROSCH)</p> <p>Aha! you lick your chops, from sheer anticipation.</p> <p>FROSCH</p> <p>Good! if I have the choice, so let the wine be Rhenish!<br /> Our Fatherland can best the sparkling cup replenish.</p> <p>MEPHISTOPHELES</p> <p>(<i>boring a hole in the edge of the table, at the place where</i><br /> FROSCH <i>sits</i>)</p> <p>Get me a little wax, to make the stoppers, quick!</p> <p>ALTMAYER</p> <p>Ah! I perceive a juggler's trick.</p> <p>MEPHISTOPHELES (<i>to</i> BRANDER)</p> <p>And you?</p> <p>BRANDER</p> <p>Champagne shall be my wine,<br /> And let it sparkle fresh and fine!</p> <p>MEPHISTOPHELES</p> <p>(<i>bores: in the meantime one has made the wax stoppers, and<br /> plugged the holes with them</i>.)</p> <p>BRANDER</p> <p>What's foreign one can't always keep quite clear of,<br /> For good things, oft, are not so near;<br /> A German can't endure the French to see or hear of,<br /> Yet drinks their wines with hearty cheer.</p> <p>SIEBEL</p> <p>(<i>as</i> MEPHISTOPHELES <i>approaches his seat</i>)<br /> For me, I grant, sour wine is out of place;<br /> Fill up my glass with sweetest, will you?</p> <p>MEPHISTOPHELES (<i>boring</i>)</p> <p>Tokay shall flow at once, to fill you!</p> <p>ALTMAYER</p> <p>No&mdash;look me, Sirs, straight in the face!<br /> I see you have your fun at our expense.</p> <p>MEPHISTOPHELES</p> <p>O no! with gentlemen of such pretence,<br /> That were to venture far, indeed.<br /> Speak out, and make your choice with speed! With what a vintage can I serve you?</p> <p>ALTMAYER</p> <p>With any&mdash;only satisfy our need.</p> <p>(<i>After the holes have been bored and plugged</i>)</p> <p>MEPHISTOPHELES (<i>with singular gestures</i>)</p> <p><span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Grapes the vine-stem bears,</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Horns the he-goat wears!</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">The grapes are juicy, the vines are wood,</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">The wooden table gives wine as good!</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Into the depths of Nature peer,&mdash;</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Only believe there's a miracle here!</span><br /> </p> <p>Now draw the stoppers, and drink your fill!</p> <p>ALL</p> <p>(<i>as they draw out the stoppers, and the wine which has been<br /> desired flows into the glass of each)</i></p> <p>O beautiful fountain, that flows at will!</p> <p>MEPHISTOPHELES</p> <p>But have a care that you nothing spill!</p> <p>(<i>They drink repeatedly</i>.)</p> <p>ALL (<i>sing</i>)</p> <p><span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">As 'twere five hundred hogs, we feel</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">So cannibalic jolly!</span><br /> </p> <p>MEPHISTOPHELES</p> <p>See, now, the race is happy&mdash;it is free!</p> <p>FAUST</p> <p>To leave them is my inclination.</p> <p>MEPHISTOPHELES</p> <p>Take notice, first! their bestiality<br /> Will make a brilliant demonstration.</p> <p>SIEBEL</p> <p>(<i>drinks carelessly: the wine spills upon the earth, and turns to<br /> flame</i>)</p> <p>Help! Fire! Help! Hell-fire is sent!</p> <p>MEPHISTOPHELES (<i>charming away the flame)</i></p> <p>Be quiet, friendly element!</p> <p>(<i>To the revellers</i>)</p> <p>A bit of purgatory 'twas for this time, merely.</p> <p>SIEBEL</p> <p>What mean you? Wait!&mdash;you'll pay for't dearly!<br /> You'll know us, to your detriment.</p> <p>FROSCH</p> <p>Don't try that game a second time upon us!</p> <p>ALTMAYER</p> <p>I think we'd better send him packing quietly.</p> <p>SIEBEL</p> <p>What, Sir! you dare to make so free,<br /> And play your hocus-pocus on us!</p> <p>MEPHISTOPHELES</p> <p>Be still, old wine-tub.</p> <p>SIEBEL</p> <p>Broomstick, you!<br /> You face it out, impertinent and heady?</p> <p>BRANDER</p> <p>Just wait! a shower of blows is ready.</p> <p>ALTMAYER</p> <p>(<i>draws a stopper out of the table: fire flies in his face</i>.)<br /> I burn! I burn!</p> <p>SIEBEL</p> <p>'Tis magic! Strike&mdash;<br /> The knave is outlawed! Cut him as you like!<br /> (<i>They draw their knives, and rush upon</i> MEPHISTOPHELES.)</p> <p>MEPHISTOPHELES (<i>with solemn gestures</i>)</p> <p><span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">False word and form of air,</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Change place, and sense ensnare!</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Be here&mdash;and there!</span><br /> </p> <p>(<i>They stand amazed and look at each other</i>.)</p> <p>ALTMAYER</p> <p>Where am I? What a lovely land!</p> <p>FROSCH</p> <p>Vines? Can I trust my eyes?</p> <p>SIEBEL</p> <div class="indentedss"> <p>And purple grapes at hand!</p> </div> <p>BRANDER</p> <p>Here, over this green arbor bending,<br /> See what a vine! what grapes depending!</p> <p>(<i>He takes</i> SIEBEL <i>by the nose: the others do the same reciprocally,<br /> and raise their knives</i>.)</p> <p>MEPHISTOPHELES (<i>as above</i>)</p> <p>Loose, Error, from their eyes the band,<br /> And how the Devil jests, be now enlightened!</p> <p>(<i>He disappears with</i> FAUST: <i>the revellers start and separate</i>.)</p> <p>SIEBEL</p> <p>What happened?</p> <p>ALTMAYER</p> <div class="indenteds"> <p>How?</p> </div> <p>FROSCH</p> <div class="indentedss"> <p>Was that your nose I tightened?</p> </div> <p>BRANDER (<i>to</i> SIEBEL)</p> <p>And yours that still I have in hand?</p> <p>ALTMAYER</p> <p>It was a blow that went through every limb!<br /> Give me a chair! I sink! my senses swim.</p> <p>FROSCH</p> <p>But what has happened, tell me now?</p> <p>SIEBEL</p> <p>Where is he? If I catch the scoundrel hiding,<br /> He shall not leave alive, I vow.</p> <p>ALTMAYER</p> <p>I saw him with these eyes upon a wine-cask riding<br /> Out of the cellar-door, just now.<br /> Still in my feet the fright like lead is weighing.<br /> </p> <div class="indenteds"> (<i>He turns towards the table</i>.)<br /> </div> <br /> Why! If the fount of wine should still be playing?<br /> <br /> <p>SIEBEL</p> <p>'Twas all deceit, and lying, false design!</p> <p>FROSCH</p> <p>And yet it seemed as I were drinking wine.</p> <p>BRANDER</p> <p>But with the grapes how was it, pray?</p> <p>ALTMAYER</p> <p>Shall one believe no miracles, just say!</p> <br /> <br /> <div class="left"> <SPAN id="illus-117"></SPAN> <ANTIMG src="images/Illus-117.jpg" alt="Witches' Kitchen" title="Witches' Kitchen" /> </div> <hr style="width: 65%;" /> <br /> <br /> <div class="left"> <SPAN id="illus-118"></SPAN> <ANTIMG src="images/Illus-118.jpg" alt="Witches' Kitchen" title="Witches' Kitchen" /> </div> <hr style="width: 65%;" /> <h2><SPAN name="VI" id="VI"></SPAN>VI</h2> <p>WITCHES' KITCHEN</p> <p>(<i>Upon a low hearth stands a great caldron, under which a fire<br /> is burning. Various figures appear in the vapors which<br /> rise from the caldron. An ape sits beside it, skims it, and<br /> watches lest it boil over. The he-ape, with the young<br /> ones, sits near and warms himself. Ceiling and walls are<br /> covered with the most fantastic witch-implements</i>.)</p> <p>FAUST MEPHISTOPHELES</p> <p>FAUST</p> <p>These crazy signs of witches' craft repel me!<br /> I shall recover, dost thou tell me,<br /> Through this insane, chaotic play?<br /> From an old hag shall I demand assistance?<br /> And will her foul mess take away<br /> Full thirty years from my existence?<br /> Woe's me, canst thou naught better find!<br /> Another baffled hope must be lamented:<br /> Has Nature, then, and has a noble mind<br /> Not any potent balsam yet invented?</p> <p>MEPHISTOPHELES</p> <p>Once more, my friend, thou talkest sensibly.<br /> There is, to make thee young, a simpler mode and apter;<br /> But in another book 'tis writ for thee,<br /> And is a most eccentric chapter.</p> <p>FAUST</p> <p>Yet will I know it.</p> <p>MEPHISTOPHELES</p> <p>Good! the method is revealed<br /> Without or gold or magic or physician.<br /> Betake thyself to yonder field,<br /> There hoe and dig, as thy condition;<br /> Restrain thyself, thy sense and will<br /> Within a narrow sphere to flourish;<br /> With unmixed food thy body nourish;<br /> Live with the ox as ox, and think it not a theft<br /> That thou manur'st the acre which thou reapest;&mdash;<br /> That, trust me, is the best mode left,<br /> Whereby for eighty years thy youth thou keepest!</p> <p>FAUST</p> <p>I am not used to that; I cannot stoop to try it&mdash;<br /> To take the spade in hand, and ply it.<br /> The narrow being suits me not at all.</p> <p>MEPHISTOPHELES</p> <p>Then to thine aid the witch must call.</p> <p>FAUST</p> <p>Wherefore the hag, and her alone?<br /> Canst thou thyself not brew the potion?</p> <p>MEPHISTOPHELES</p> <p>That were a charming sport, I own:<br /> I'd build a thousand bridges meanwhile, I've a notion.<br /> Not Art and Science serve, alone;<br /> Patience must in the work be shown.<br /> Long is the calm brain active in creation;<br /> Time, only, strengthens the fine fermentation.<br /> And all, belonging thereunto,<br /> Is rare and strange, howe'er you take it:<br /> The Devil taught the thing, 'tis true,<br /> And yet the Devil cannot make it.<br /> (<i>Perceiving the Animals</i>)<br /> See, what a delicate race they be!<br /> That is the maid! the man is he!<br /> (<i>To the Animals</i>)<br /> It seems the mistress has gone away?</p> <p>THE ANIMALS</p> <div class="indenteds"> <p>Carousing, to-day!<br /> Off and about,<br /> By the chimney out!</p> </div> <p>MEPHISTOPHELES</p> <p>What time takes she for dissipating?</p> <p>THE ANIMALS</p> <p>While we to warm our paws are waiting.</p> <p>MEPHISTOPHELES (<i>to</i> FAUST)</p> <p>How findest thou the tender creatures?</p> <p>FAUST</p> <p>Absurder than I ever yet did see.</p> <p>MEPHISTOPHELES</p> <p>Why, just such talk as this, for me,<br /> Is that which has the most attractive features!</p> <p>(<i>To the Animals</i>)</p> <p>But tell me now, ye cursed puppets,<br /> Why do ye stir the porridge so?</p> <p>THE ANIMALS</p> <p>We're cooking watery soup for beggars.</p> <p>MEPHISTOPHELES</p> <p>Then a great public you can show.</p> <p>THE HE-APE</p> <p>(<i>comes up and fawns on</i> MEPHISTOPHELES)</p> <p><span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">O cast thou the dice!</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Make me rich in a trice,</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Let me win in good season!</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Things are badly controlled,</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">And had I but gold,</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">So had I my reason.</span><br /> </p> <p>MEPHISTOPHELES</p> <p>How would the ape be sure his luck enhances.<br /> Could he but try the lottery's chances!</p> <p>(<i>In the meantime the young apes have been playing with a<br /> large ball, which they now roll forward</i>.)</p> <p>THE HE-APE</p> <p><span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">The world's the ball:</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Doth rise and fall,</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">And roll incessant:</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Like glass doth ring,</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">A hollow thing,&mdash;</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">How soon will't spring,</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">And drop, quiescent?</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Here bright it gleams,</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Here brighter seems:</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">I live at present!</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Dear son, I say,</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Keep thou away!</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Thy doom is spoken!</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">'Tis made of clay,</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">And will be broken.</span><br /> </p> <p>MEPHISTOPHELES</p> <p>What means the sieve?</p> <p>THE HE-APE (<i>taking it down</i>)</p> <p><span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Wert thou the thief,</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">I'd know him and shame him.</span><br /> <br /> (<i>He runs to the</i> SHE-APE, <i>and lets her look through it</i>.)<br /> <br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Look through the sieve!</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Know'st thou the thief,</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">And darest not name him?</span><br /> </p> <p>MEPHISTOPHELES (<i>approaching the fire)</i></p> <p>And what's this pot?</p> <p>HE-APE AND SHE-APE</p> <p><span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">The fool knows it not!</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">He knows not the pot,</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">He knows not the kettle!</span><br /> </p> <p>MEPHISTOPHELES</p> <p>Impertinent beast!</p> <p>THE HE-APE</p> <p>Take the brush here, at least,<br /> And sit down on the settle!</p> <p>(<i>He invites</i> MEPHISTOPHELES <i>to sit down</i>.)</p> <p>FAUST</p> <p>(<i>who during all this time has been standing before a mirror,<br /> now approaching and now retreating from it</i>)</p> <p>What do I see? What heavenly form revealed<br /> Shows through the glass from Magic's fair dominions!<br /> O lend me, Love, the swiftest of thy pinions,<br /> And bear me to her beauteous field!<br /> Ah, if I leave this spot with fond designing,<br /> If I attempt to venture near,<br /> Dim, as through gathering mist, her charms appear!&mdash;<br /> A woman's form, in beauty shining!<br /> Can woman, then, so lovely be?<br /> And must I find her body, there reclining,<br /> Of all the heavens the bright epitome?<br /> Can Earth with such a thing be mated?</p> <p>MEPHISTOPHELES</p> <p>Why, surely, if a God first plagues Himself six days,<br /> Then, self-contented, <i>Bravo</i>! says,<br /> Must something clever be created.<br /> This time, thine eyes be satiate!<br /> I'll yet detect thy sweetheart and ensnare her,<br /> And blest is he, who has the lucky fate,<br /> Some day, as bridegroom, home to bear her.</p> <p>(FAUST <i>gazes continually in the mirror</i>. MEPHISTOPHELES,<br /> <i>stretching himself out on the settle, and playing with the<br /> brush, continues to speak</i>.)</p> <p>So sit I, like the King upon his throne:<br /> I hold the sceptre, here,&mdash;and lack the crown alone.</p> <p>THE ANIMALS</p> <p>(<i>who up to this time have been making all kinds of fantastic<br /> movements together bring a crown to</i> MEPHISTOPHELES<br /> <i>with great noise</i>.)</p> <p><span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">O be thou so good</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">With sweat and with blood</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">The crown to belime!</span><br /> </p> <p>(<i>They handle the crown awkwardly and break it into two<br /> pieces, with which they spring around</i>.)</p> <p><span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">'Tis done, let it be!</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">We speak and we see,</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">We hear and we rhyme!</span><br /> </p> <p>FAUST (<i>before the mirror</i>)</p> <p>Woe's me! I fear to lose my wits.</p> <p>MEPHISTOPHELES (<i>pointing to the Animals</i>)</p> <p>My own head, now, is really nigh to sinking.</p> <p>THE ANIMALS</p> <p><span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">If lucky our hits,</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">And everything fits,</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">'Tis thoughts, and we're thinking!</span><br /> </p> <p>FAUST (<i>as above</i>)</p> <p>My bosom burns with that sweet vision;<br /> Let us, with speed, away from here!</p> <p>MEPHISTOPHELES (<i>in the same attitude</i>)</p> <p>One must, at least, make this admission&mdash;<br /> They're poets, genuine and sincere.</p> <p>(<i>The caldron, which the</i> SHE-APE <i>has up to this time neglected<br /> to watch, begins to boil over: there ensues a great flame</i>,<br /> <i>which blazes out the chimney. The</i> WITCH <i>comes careering<br /> down through the flame, with terrible cries</i>.)</p> <p>THE WITCH</p> <p><span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Ow! ow! ow! ow!</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">The damn&eacute;d beast&mdash;the curs&eacute;d sow!</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">To leave the kettle, and singe the Frau!</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Accurs&eacute;d fere!</span><br /> </p> <p>(<i>Perceiving</i> FAUST <i>and</i> MEPHISTOPHELES.)</p> <p><span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">What is that here?</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Who are you here?</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">What want you thus?</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Who sneaks to us?</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">The fire-pain</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Burn bone and brain!</span><br /> </p> <p>(<i>She plunges the skimming-ladle into the caldron, and scatters<br /> flames towards</i> FAUST, MEPHISTOPHELES, <i>and the Animals.<br /> The Animals whimper</i>.)</p> <p>MEPHISTOPHELES</p> <p>(<i>reversing the brush, which he has been holding in his hand,<br /> and striding among the jars and glasses</i>)</p> <p><span style="margin-left: 5em;">In two! in two!</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 5em;">There lies the brew!</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 5em;">There lies the glass!</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 5em;">The joke will pass,</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 5em;">As time, foul ass!</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 5em;">To the singing of thy crew.</span><br /> </p> <p>(<i>As the</i> WITCH <i>starts back, full of wrath and horror</i>)</p> <p>Ha! know'st thou me? Abomination, thou!<br /> Know'st thou, at last, thy Lord and Master?<br /> What hinders me from smiting now<br /> Thee and thy monkey-sprites with fell disaster?<br /> Hast for the scarlet coat no reverence?<br /> Dost recognize no more the tall cock's-feather?<br /> Have I concealed this countenance?&mdash;<br /> Must tell my name, old face of leather?</p> <p>THE WITCH</p> <p>O pardon, Sir, the rough salute!<br /> Yet I perceive no cloven foot;<br /> And both your ravens, where are <i>they</i> now?</p> <p>MEPHISTOPHELES</p> <p>This time, I'll let thee 'scape the debt;<br /> For since we two together met,<br /> 'Tis verily full many a day now.<br /> Culture, which smooth the whole world licks,<br /> Also unto the Devil sticks.<br /> The days of that old Northern phantom now are over:<br /> Where canst thou horns and tail and claws discover?<br /> And, as regards the foot, which I can't spare, in truth,<br /> 'Twould only make the people shun me;<br /> Therefore I've worn, like many a spindly youth,<br /> False calves these many years upon me.</p> <p>THE WITCH (<i>dancing</i>)</p> <p>Reason and sense forsake my brain,<br /> Since I behold Squire Satan here again!</p> <p>MEPHISTOPHELES</p> <p>Woman, from such a name refrain!</p> <p>THE WITCH</p> <p>Why so? What has it done to thee?</p> <p>MEPHISTOPHELES</p> <p>It's long been written in the Book of Fable;<br /> Yet, therefore, no whit better men we see:<br /> The Evil One has left, the evil ones are stable.<br /> Sir Baron call me thou, then is the matter good;<br /> A cavalier am I, like others in my bearing.<br /> Thou hast no doubt about my noble blood:<br /> See, here's the coat-of-arms that I am wearing!</p> <div class="indented"> <p>(<i>He makes an indecent gesture</i>.)</p> </div> <p>THE WITCH (<i>laughs immoderately</i>)</p> <p>Ha! ha! That's just your way, I know:<br /> A rogue you are, and you were always so.</p> <p>MEPHISTOPHELES (<i>to</i> FAUST)</p> <p>My friend, take proper heed, I pray!<br /> To manage witches, this is just the way.</p> <p>THE WITCH</p> <p>Wherein, Sirs, can I be of use?</p> <p>MEPHISTOPHELES</p> <p>Give us a goblet of the well-known juice!<br /> But, I must beg you, of the oldest brewage;<br /> The years a double strength produce.</p> <p>THE WITCH</p> <p>With all my heart! Now, here's a bottle,<br /> Wherefrom, sometimes, I wet my throttle,<br /> Which, also, not the slightest, stinks;<br /> And willingly a glass I'll fill him.</p> <p>(<i>Whispering</i>)</p> <p>Yet, if this man without due preparation drinks,<br /> As well thou know'st, within an hour 'twill kill him.</p> <p>MEPHISTOPHELES</p> <p>He is a friend of mine, with whom it will agree,<br /> And he deserves thy kitchen's best potation:<br /> Come, draw thy circle, speak thine adjuration,<br /> And fill thy goblet full and free!</p> <p>THE WITCH</p> <p>(<i>with fantastic gestures draws a circle and places mysterious<br /> articles therein; meanwhile the glasses begin to ring, the<br /> caldron to sound, and make a musical accompaniment.<br /> Finally she brings a great book, and stations in the circle<br /> the Apes, who are obliged to serve as reading-desk, and to<br /> hold the torches. She then beckons</i> FAUST <i>to approach</i>.)</p> <p>FAUST (<i>to</i> MEPHISTOPHELES)</p> <p>Now, what shall come of this? the creatures antic,<br /> The crazy stuff, the gestures frantic,&mdash;<br /> All the repulsive cheats I view,&mdash;<br /> Are known to me, and hated, too.</p> <p>MEPHISTOPHELES</p> <p>O, nonsense! That's a thing for laughter;<br /> Don't be so terribly severe!<br /> She juggles you as doctor now, that, after,<br /> The beverage may work the proper cheer.</p> <p>(<i>He persuades</i> FAUST <i>to step into the circle</i>.)</p> <p>THE WITCH</p> <p>(<i>begins to declaim, with much emphasis, from the book</i>)</p> <p><span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">See, thus it's done!</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Make ten of one,</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">And two let be,</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Make even three,</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">And rich thou 'It be.</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Cast o'er the four!</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">From five and six</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">(The witch's tricks)</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Make seven and eight,</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">'Tis finished straight!</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">And nine is one,</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">And ten is none.</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">This is the witch's once-one's-one!</span><br /> </p> <p>FAUST</p> <p>She talks like one who raves in fever.</p> <p>MEPHISTOPHELES</p> <p>Thou'lt hear much more before we leave her.<br /> 'Tis all the same: the book I can repeat,<br /> Such time I've squandered o'er the history:<br /> A contradiction thus complete<br /> Is always for the wise, no less than fools, a mystery.<br /> The art is old and new, for verily<br /> All ages have been taught the matter,&mdash;<br /> By Three and One, and One and Three,<br /> Error instead of Truth to scatter.<br /> They prate and teach, and no one interferes;<br /> All from the fellowship of fools are shrinking.<br /> Man usually believes, if only words he hears,<br /> That also with them goes material for thinking!</p> <p>THE WITCH (<i>continues</i>)</p> <p><span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">The lofty skill</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Of Science, still</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">From all men deeply hidden!</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Who takes no thought,</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">To him 'tis brought,</span><br /> <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">'Tis given unsought, unbidden!</span><br /> </p> <p>FAUST</p> <p>What nonsense she declaims before us!<br /> My head is nigh to split, I fear:<br /> It seems to me as if I hear<br /> A hundred thousand fools in chorus.</p> <p>MEPHISTOPHELES</p> <p>O Sibyl excellent, enough of adjuration!<br /> But hither bring us thy potation,<br /> And quickly fill the beaker to the brim!<br /> This drink will bring my friend no injuries:<br /> He is a man of manifold degrees,<br /> And many draughts are known to him.</p> <p>(<i>The</i> WITCH, <i>with many ceremonies, pours the drink into a<br /> cup; as</i> FAUST <i>sets it to his lips, a light flame arises</i>.)</p> <p>Down with it quickly! Drain it off!<br /> 'Twill warm thy heart with new desire:<br /> Art with the Devil hand and glove,<br /> And wilt thou be afraid of fire?</p> <p>(<i>The</i> WITCH <i>breaks the circle</i>: FAUST <i>steps forth</i>.)</p> <p>MEPHISTOPHELES</p> <p>And now, away! Thou dar'st not rest.</p> <p>THE WITCH</p> <p>And much good may the liquor do thee!</p> <p>MEPHISTOPHELES (<i>to the</i> WITCH)</p> <p>Thy wish be on Walpurgis Night expressed;<br /> What boon I have, shall then be given unto thee.</p> <p>THE WITCH</p> <p>Here is a song, which, if you sometimes sing,<br /> You'll find it of peculiar operation.</p> <p>MEPHISTOPHELES (<i>to</i> FAUST)</p> <p>Come, walk at once! A rapid occupation<br /> Must start the needful perspiration,<br /> And through thy frame the liquor's potence fling.<br /> The noble indolence I'll teach thee then to treasure,<br /> And soon thou'lt be aware, with keenest thrills of pleasure,<br /> How Cupid stirs and leaps, on light and restless wing.</p> <p>FAUST</p> <p>One rapid glance within the mirror give me,<br /> How beautiful that woman-form!</p> <p>MEPHISTOPHELES</p> <p>No, no! The paragon of all, believe me,<br /> Thou soon shalt see, alive and warm.</p> <p><i>(Aside)</i></p> <p>Thou'lt find, this drink thy blood compelling,<br /> Each woman beautiful as Helen!</p> <hr style="width: 65%;" /> <div class="center"> <SPAN id="illus-131"></SPAN> <ANTIMG src="images/Illus-131.jpg" alt="Street" title="Street" /> </div> <hr style="width: 65%;" /> <div class="center"> <SPAN id="illus-132"></SPAN> <ANTIMG src="images/Illus-132.jpg" alt="Street" title="Street" /> </div> <hr style="width: 65%;" /> <h2>
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