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shall meet once again, But not at the dances! The crowd is thronging, no word is spoken: The square below And the streets overflow: The death-bell tolls, the wand is broken. I am seized, and bound, and delivered-- Shoved to the block--they give the sign! Now over each neck has quivered The blade that is quivering over mine. Dumb lies the world like the grave! FAUST Oh, had I ne'er been born! MEPHISTOPHELES [_appears outside_] Off! or you're lost ere morn. Useless talking, delaying, and praying! My horses are neighing: The morning twilight is near. MARGARET What rises up from the threshold here? He! he! suffer him not! What does he want in this holy spot? He seeks me! FAUST Thou shalt live. MARGARET Judgment of God! myself to thee I give. MEPHISTOPHELES [_to Faust_] Come! or I'll leave her in the lurch, and thee! MARGARET Thine am I, Father! rescue me! Ye angels, holy cohorts, guard me, Camp around, and from evil ward me! Henry! I shudder to think of thee. MEPHISTOPHELES She is judged! VOICE [_from above_] She is saved! MEPHISTOPHELES [_to Faust_] Hither to me! [_He disappears with Faust._ VOICE [_from within, dying away_] Henry! Henry! THE DEATH OF FOUST LEMURES [_Digging with mocking gestures_] In youth when I did love, did love, Methought it was very sweet; When 'twas jolly and merry every way, And I blithely moved my feet. But now old Age, with his stealing steps, Hath clawed me with his crutch: I stumbled over the door of a grave; Why leave they open such? FAUST [_Comes forth from the palace, groping his way along the door-posts_] How I rejoice to hear the clattering spade! It is the crowd, for me in service moiling, Till Earth be reconciled to toiling, Till the proud waves be stayed, And the sea girded with a rigid zone. MEPHISTOPHELES [_aside_] And yet thou'rt laboring for us alone, With all thy dikes and bulwarks daring; Since thou for Neptune art preparing-- The Ocean Devil--carousal great. In every way shall ye be stranded; The elements with us are banded, And ruin is the certain fate. FAUST Overseer! MEPHISTOPHELES Here!
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