[Faust:] "I, Johannes Faust, do upon thee, Mephistopheles!"
O growing Moon, didst thou but A last on this pain of mine this desk how oft have I At midnight seen thee high O'er book and paper I Thou didst appear, o friend
I am the spirit ever denies! And justly so: for all is born Deserves to be in scorn Therefore 'twere best if nothing created Destruction, sin, wickedness - stated All of which you as evil have is my element - there I abide
] Scatter the with a lavish hand Water, fire, tavern and beasts, all within command Thus in our narrow booth Creation's ample display Wander swiftly, well the Heavens, to the World, to Hell!
The of Spirits is not barred to thee!
[Mephistopheles:] "Now then, Faustus. What wouldst have Mephisto do?" "I charge thee, Mephisto, wait upon me while I live... to do whatever Faustus shall command. Be it to make the 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 given me all All for which I thee, not in vain Didst thou thy countenance in the fire Thou hast given me for a kingdom With the power to enjoy and a visit of chilling bewilderment Thou [then me?] bringest all the living And taught me to my brothers in the Air In the waters and in the silent coverts When through the forest the rages the giant pines which in their fall Crushing, down neighboring boughs and trunks Whose [growingly?] hollow shake the hills Then thou lead me to a sheltering cave And me to myself and layest bare The deep miracle of my Nature And when the pure moon rises sight Soothingly above me, about me hover Creeping from rocky walls and thickets Silver shadows, of a bygone world Which allay the austere joy of
Now do I realize that Man Can never possess With this ecstasy brings me near and nearer To the
] My mother the harlot put me to My father the ate my flesh My little sister laid all my bones In a shaded place under the stones Then I changed into a away Fly
Mankind, that Cosmos acts as incomplete He thought to Be I am part of that part which was the A of that Darkness which gave birth to Light The arrogant Light which would rank of Mother Night Therefore I hope it be long before With it shall perish evermore!
] Scatter the stars with a hand Water, fire, wall and beasts, all within command Thus in our booth today Creation's scope display swiftly, observing well From the to the World
The World of is not barred to thee!
[Faust:] "So, still I seek the force, the reason life's flow, and not just its external show." [Mephistopheles:] "The governing force? The reason? Some things cannot be known; are beyond your reach even when shown." "Why should that be so?" [Mephistopheles:] "They lie outside the boundaries that words can address; and man can grasp those thoughts which language can express." "What? Do you mean that words are greater yet than man?" [Mephistopheles:] "Indeed 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?"" "Without substance, as mist is." [Faust:] "In case man is only air as well!"