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My dear good man--whom God forgive!
My dear good man--whom God forgive!
Faust, a Tragedy by Goethe
Get her at once another set!
The first were no great things in their way.
_Mephistopheles. _ O yes, my gentleman finds all child's play!
_Faust. _ And what I wish, that mind and do!
Stick closely to her neighbor, too.
Don't be a devil soft as pap,
And fetch me some new jewels, old chap!
_Mephistopheles. _ Yes, gracious Sir, I will with pleasure.
[_Exit_ FAUST. ]
Such love-sick fools will puff away
Sun, moon, and stars, and all in the azure,
To please a maiden's whimsies, any day.
[_Exit. _]
THE NEIGHBOR'S HOUSE.
MARTHA [_alone].
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My dear good man--whom God forgive!
He has not treated me well, as I live!
Right off into the world he's gone
And left me on the straw alone.
I never did vex him, I say it sincerely,
I always loved him, God knows how dearly.
[_She weeps_. ]
Perhaps he's dead! --O cruel fate! --
If I only had a certificate!
_Enter_ MARGARET.
Dame Martha!
_Martha_. What now, Margery?
_Margaret_. I scarce can keep my knees from sinking!
Within my press, again, not thinking,
I find a box of ebony,
With things--can't tell how grand they are,--
More splendid than the first by far.
_Martha_.