In
neighbor
Martha's grounds we are to meet tonight.
Faust, a Tragedy by Goethe
_Mephistopheles_. Before no king the wide world over!
_Martha_. Behind the house, in my garden, at leisure,
We'll wait this eve the gentlemen's pleasure.
STREET.
FAUST. MEPHISTOPHELES.
_Faust_. How now? What progress? Will 't come right?
_Mephistopheles_. Ha, bravo? So you're all on fire?
Full soon you'll see whom you desire.
In neighbor Martha's grounds we are to meet tonight.
That woman's one of nature's picking
For pandering and gipsy-tricking!
_Faust_. So far, so good!
_Mephistopheles_. But one thing we must do.
_Faust_. Well, one good turn deserves another, true.
_Mephistopheles_. We simply make a solemn deposition
That her lord's bones are laid in good condition
In holy ground at Padua, hid from view.
_Faust_. That's wise! But then we first must make the journey thither?
_Mephistopheles. Sancta simplicitas_! no need of such to-do;
Just swear, and ask not why or whether.
