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so oft caress'd！
Mephistopheles
Deluded fool！ 'Tis magic； I declare！ To each she doth his lov'd one's image
wear。
Faust
What bliss！ what torture！ vainly I essay To turn me from that piteous look
away。 How strangely doth a single crimson line Around that lovely neck its
coil entwine； It shows no broader than a knife's blunt edge！
Mephistopheles
Quite right。 I see it also； and allege That she beneath her arm her head can
bear； Since Perseus cut it off。 … But you I swear Are craving for illusion still！
Come then； ascend yon little hill！ As on the Prater all is gay； And if my senses
are not gone； I see a theatre； … what's going on？
Servibilis
They are about to recommence； … the play Will be the last of seven； and spick
… span new 'Tis usual here that number to present。 A dilettante did the piece
invent； And dilettanti will enact it too。 Excuse me； gentlemen； to me's assign'd
As dilettante to uplift the curtain。
Mephistopheles
You on the Blocksberg I'm rejoiced to find； That 'tis your most appropriate
sphere is certain。
Walpurgis … Night's Dream Or Oberon And Titania's Golden Wedding…Feast
Intermezzo
The Theatre
Manager
Vales； where mists still shift and play； To ancient hills succeeding； These our
scenes； … so we； to … day； May rest； brave sons of Mieding。
Herald
That the marriage golden be； Must fifty years be ended； More dear this feast
of gold to me； Contention now suspended。
Oberon
Spirits； if present； grace the scene。 And if with me united； Then gratulate the
king and queen； Their troth thus newly plighted！
Puck
Puck draws near and wheels about； In mazy circles dancing！ Hundreds swell
his joyous shout； Behind him still advancing。
Ariel
Ariel wakes his dainty air； His lyre celestial stringing。 Fools he lureth； and the
fair； With his celestial singing。
Oberon
Wedded ones； would ye agree； We court your imitation： Would ye fondly
love as we； We counsel separation。
Titania
If husband scold and wife retort； Then bear them far asunder； Her to the
burning south transport； And him the North Pole under。
The Whole Orchestra （fortissimo）
Flies and midges all unite With frog and chirping cricket； Our orchestra
throughout the night； Resounding in the thicket！
（Solo）
Yonder doth the bagpipe come！ Its sack an airy bubble。 Schnick； schnick；
schnack； with nasal hum； Its notes it doth redouble。
Embryo Spirit
Spider's foot and midge's wing； A toad in form and feature； Together verses it
can string； Though scarce a living creature。
A Little Pair
Tiny step and lofty bound； Through dew and exhalation； Ye trip it deftly on
the ground； But gain no elevation。
Inquisitive Traveller
Can I indeed believe my eyes？ Is't not mere masquerading？ What！ Oberon in
beauteous guise； Among the groups parading！
Orthodox
No claws； no tail to whisk about； To fright us at our revel； Yet like the gods
of Greece； no doubt； He too's a genuine devil。
Northern Artist
These that I'm hitting off to … day Are sketches unpretending； Towards Italy
without delay； My steps I think of bending。
Purist
Alas！ ill … fortune leads me here； Where riot still grows louder； And 'mong the
witches gather'd here But two alone wear powder！
Young Witch
Your powder and your petticoat； Suit hags； there's no gainsaying； Hence I sit
fearless on my goat； My naked charms displaying。
Matron
We're too well … bred to squabble here； Or insult back to render； But may
you wither soon； my dear； Although so young and tender。
Leader of the Band
Nose of fly and gnat's proboscis； Throng not the naked beauty！ Frogs and
crickets in the mosses； Keep time and do your duty！
Weathercock （towards one side）
What charming company I view Together here collected！ Gay bachelors； a
hopeful crew。 And brides so unaffected！
Weathercock （towards the other side）
Unless indeed the yawning ground Should open to receive them； From this
vile crew； with sudden bound； To Hell I'd jump and leave them。
Xenien
With small sharp shears； in insect guise Behold us at your revel！ That we may
tender； filial … wise； Our homage to the devil。
Hennings
Look now at yonder eager crew； How naively they're jesting！ That they have
tender hearts and true； They stoutly keep protesting！
Musaget
Oneself amid this witchery How pleasantly one loses； For witches easier are
to me To govern than the Muses！
Ci … devant Genius of the Age
With proper folks when we appear； No one can then surpass us！ Keep close；
wide is the Blocksberg here As Germany's Parnassus。
Inquisitive Traveller
How name ye that stiff formal man； Who strides with lofty paces？ He tracks
the game where'er he can； 〃He scents the Jesuits' traces。〃
Crane
Where waters troubled are or clear； To fish I am delighted； Thus pious
gentlemen appear With devils here united。
Worldling
By pious people； it is true； No medium is rejected； Conventicles； and not a
few； On Blocksberg are erected。
Dancer
Another chorus now succeeds； Far off the drums are beating。 Be still！ The
bitterns 'mong the reeds Their one note are repeating。
Dancing Master
Each twirls about and never stops； And as he can he fareth。 The crooked
leaps； the clumsy hops； Nor for appearance careth。
Fiddler
To take each other's life； I trow； Would cordially delight them！ As Orpheus'
lyre the beasts； so now The bagpipe doth unite them。
Dogmatist
My views； in spite of doubt and sneer； I hold with stout persistence； Inferring
from the devils here； The evil one's existence。
Idealist
My every sense rules Phantasy With sway quite too potential； Sure I'm
demented if the I Alone is the essential。
Realist
This entity's a dreadful bore； And cannot choose but vex me； The ground
beneath me ne'er before Thus totter'd to perplex me。
Supernaturalist
Well pleased assembled here I view Of spirits this profusion； From devils；
touching angels too； I gather some conclusion。
Sceptic
The ignis fatuus they track out； And think they're near the treasure。 Devil
alliterates with doubt； Here I abide with pleasure。
Leader of the Band
Frog and cricket in the mosses； Confound your gasconading！ Nose of fly and
gnat's proboscis； Most tuneful serenading！
The Knowing Ones
Sans … souci； so this host we greet； Their jovial humour showing； There's now
no walking on our feet； So on our heads we're going。
The Awkward Ones
In seasons past we snatch'd； 'tis true； Some tit … bits by our cunning； Our
shoes； alas； are now danced through； On our bare soles we're running。
Will … o' … the … Wisps
From marshy bogs we sprang to light； Yet here behold us dancing； The gayest
gallants of the night； In glitt'ring rows advancing。
Shooting Star
With rapid motion from on high； I shot in starry splendour； Now prostrate on
the grass I lie； Who aid will kindly render？
The Massive Ones
Room！ wheel round！ They're coming lo！ Down