Of the flies, and frogs, and bugs, and lice,
Commands you with your teeth’s good saw,
The threshold of this door to gnaw!
Forth come, and there begin to file,
Where he lets fall this drop of oil.
Ha! there he jumps! that angle there,
With thy sharp teeth I bid thee tear,
Which jutting forward, sad disaster,
Unwilling prisoner keeps thy master.
Briskly let the work go on,
One bite more and it is done! [Exit.
Faust. [awakening from his trance]
Once more the juggler Pleasure cheats my lip,
Gone the bright spirit-dream, and left no trace,
That I spake with the devil face to face,
And that a poodle dog gave me the slip!
Scene VI.
Faust’s Study as before.
Faust. Mephistopheles.
Faust.
Who’s there to break my peace once more? come in!
Mephistopheles.
’Tis I!
Faust.
Come in!
Mephistopheles.
Thou must repeat it thrice.
Faust.
Come in.
Mephistopheles.
Thus with good omen we begin;
I come to give you good advice,
And hope we’ll understand each other.
The idle fancies to expel,
That in your brain make such a pother,
At your service behold me here,
Of noble blood, a cavalier,
A gallant youth rigged out with grace,
In scarlet coat with golden lace,
A short silk mantle, and a bonnet,
