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Hear I tender love-pet.i.tions?
Voices of those heavenly visions?
Sounds of hope, of love undying!
And the echoes, like traditions Of old days, come faint and hollow.
Hoo-hoo! Shoo-hoo! Nearer hover Jay and screech-owl, and the plover,- Are they all awake and crying?
Is't the salamander pushes, Bloated-bellied, through the bushes?
And the roots, like serpents twisted, Through the sand and boulders toiling, Fright us, weirdest links uncoiling To entrap us, unresisted: Living knots and gnarls uncanny Feel with polypus-antennae For the wanderer. Mice are flying, Thousand-colored, herd-wise hieing Through the moss and through the heather!
And the fire-flies wink and darkle, Crowded swarms that soar and sparkle, And in wildering escort gather!
Tell me, if we still are standing, Or if further we're ascending?
All is turning, whirling, blending, Trees and rocks with grinning faces, Wandering lights that spin in mazes, Still increasing and expanding!
MEPHISTOPHELES
Grasp my skirt with heart undaunted!
Here a middle-peak is planted, Whence one seeth, with amaze, Mammon in the mountain blaze.
FAUST
How strangely glimmers through the hollows A dreary light, like that of dawn!
Its exhalation tracks and follows The deepest gorges, faint and wan.
Here steam, there rolling vapor sweepeth; Here burns the glow through film and haze: Now like a tender thread it creepeth, Now like a fountain leaps and plays.
Here winds away, and in a hundred Divided veins the valley braids: There, in a corner pressed and sundered, Itself detaches, spreads and fades.
Here gush the sparkles incandescent Like scattered showers of golden sand;- But, see! in all their height, at present, The rocky ramparts blazing stand.
Under the old ribs of the rock retreating
MEPHISTOPHELES
Has not Sir Mammon grandly lighted His palace for this festal night?
'Tis lucky thou hast seen the sight; The boisterous guests approach that were invited.
FAUST
How raves the tempest through the air!
With what fierce blows upon my neck 'tis beating!
MEPHISTOPHELES
Under the old ribs of the rock retreating, Hold fast, lest thou be hurled down the abysses there!
The night with the mist is black; Hark! how the forests grind and crack!
Frightened, the owlets are scattered: Hearken! the pillars are shattered.
The evergreen palaces shaking!
Boughs are groaning and breaking, The tree-trunks terribly thunder, The roots are twisting asunder!
In frightfully intricate cras.h.i.+ng Each on the other is das.h.i.+ng, And over the wreck-strewn gorges The tempest whistles and surges!
Hear'st thou voices higher ringing?
Far away, or nearer singing?
Yes, the mountain's side along, Sweeps an infuriate glamouring song!
WITCHES (in chorus)
The witches ride to the Brocken's top, The stubble is yellow, and green the crop.
There gathers the crowd for carnival: Sir Urian sits over all.
And so they go over stone and stock; The witch she---s, and---s the buck.
A VOICE
Alone, old Baubo's coming now; She rides upon a farrow-sow.
CHORUS
Then honor to whom the honor is due!
Dame Baubo first, to lead the crew!
A tough old sow and the mother thereon, Then follow the witches, every one.
A VOICE
Which way com'st thou hither?
VOICE
O'er the Ilsen-stone.
I peeped at the owl in her nest alone: How she stared and glared!
VOICE
Betake thee to h.e.l.l!
Why so fast and so fell?
VOICE
She has scored and has flayed me: See the wounds she has made me!
WITCHES (chorus)
The way is wide, the way is long: See, what a wild and crazy throng!
The broom it scratches, the fork it thrusts, The child is stifled, the mother bursts.
WIZARDS (semichorus)
As doth the snail in sh.e.l.l, we crawl: Before us go the women all.
When towards the Devil's House we tread, Woman's a thousand steps ahead.
OTHER SEMICHORUS
