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Can I endure this bitter agony?
MARGARET
I now am at thy mercy quite.
Let me my babe but suckle once again!
I fondled it the live-long night; They took it from me but to give me pain, And now, they say that I my child have slain.
Gladness I ne'er again shall know.
Then they sing songs about me,--'tis wicked of the throng-- An ancient ballad endeth so; Who bade them thus apply the song?
FAUST (_throwing himself on the ground_)
A lover at thy feet bends low, To loose the bonds of wretchedness and woe.
MARGARET (_throws herself beside him_)
Oh, let us kneel and move the saints by prayer!
Look! look! yon stairs below, Under the threshold there, h.e.l.l's flames are all aglow!
Beneath the floor, With hideous noise, The devils roar!
FAUST (_aloud_)
Gretchen! Gretchen!
MARGARET (_listening_)
That was my lov'd one's voice!
[_She springs up, the chains fall off_.]
Where is he? I heard him calling me.
Free am I! There's none shall hinder me.
To his neck will I fly, On his bosom will lie!
Gretchen, he called!--On yon threshold he stood; Amidst all the howling of h.e.l.l's fiery flood, The scoff and the scorn of its devilish crew, The tones of his voice, sweet and loving, I knew.
FAUST
'Tis I!
MARGARET
'Tis thou! O say so once again!
[_embracing him_.]
'Tis he! 'Tis he! where's now the torturing pain?
Where are the fetters? where the dungeon's gloom?
'Tis thou! To save me thou art come!
And I am sav'd!-- Already now the street I see Where the first time I caught a glimpse of thee.
There to the pleasant garden shade, Where I and Martha for thy coming stay'd.
FAUST (_endeavoring to lead her away_)
Come! come away!
MARGARET
Oh do not haste!
I love to linger where thou stayest. [_caressing him_.]
FAUST
Ah haste! For if thou still delayest, Our lingering we shall both deplore.
MARGARET
How, dearest? canst thou kiss no more!
So short a time away from me, and yet, To kiss thou couldst so soon forget!
Why on thy neck so anxious do I feel-- When formerly a perfect heaven of bliss From thy dear looks and words would o'er me steal?
As thou wouldst stifle me thou then didst kiss!-- Kiss me!
Or I'll kiss thee! [_She embraces him._]
Woe! woe! Thy lips are cold,-- Are dumb!
Thy love where hast thou left?
Who hath me of thy love bereft?
[_She turns away from him._]
FAUST
Come! Follow me, my dearest love, be bold!
I'll cherish thee with ardor thousand-fold; I but entreat thee now to follow me!
MARGARET (_turning toward him_)
And art thou he? and art thou really he?
FAUST
'Tis I! Oh come!
MARGARET
Thou wilt strike off my chain, And thou wilt take me to thine arms again.
How comes it that thou dost not shrink from me?-- And dost thou know, love, whom thou wouldst set free?
FAUST
Come! come! already night begins to wane.
MARGARET
I sent my mother to her grave, I drown'd my child beneath the wave.
