faust-第22节
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Voice
She has graz'd my side； Look at the wounds； how deep and how wide！
Witches （in chorus）
The way is broad； the way is long； What mad pursuit！ What tumult wild！
Scratches the besom and sticks the prong； Crush'd is the mother； and stifled
the child。
Wizards （half chorus）
Like house … encumber'd snail we creep； While far ahead the women keep；
For when to the devil's house we speed； By a thousand steps they take the
lead。
The Other Half
Not so； precisely do we view it； They with a thousand steps may do it； But let
them hasten as they can； With one long bound 'tis clear'd by man。
Voices （above）
Come with us； come with us from Felsensee。
Voices （from below）
Aloft to you we would mount with glee！ We wash； and free from all stain are
we； Yet barren evermore must be！
Both Choruses
The wind is hushed； the stars grow pale； The pensive moon her light doth veil；
And whirling on； the magic choir Sputters forth sparks of drizzling fire。
Voice （from below）
Stay！ stay！
Voice （from above）
What voice of woe Calls from the cavern'd depths below？
Voice （from below）
Take me with you！ Oh take me too！ Three centuries I climb in vain； And yet
can ne'er the summit gain！ To be with my kindred I am fain。
Both Choruses
Broom and pitch … fork； goat and prong； Mounted on these we whirl along；
Who vainly strives to climb to … night； Is evermore a luckless wight！
Demi … Witch （below）
I hobble after； many a day； Already the others are far away！ No rest at home
can I obtain Here too my efforts are in vain！
Chorus of Witches
Salve gives the witches strength to rise； A rag for a sail does well enough； A
goodly ship is every trough； To … night who flies not； never flies。
Both Choruses
And when the topmost peak we round； Then alight ye on the ground； The
heath's wide regions cover ye With your mad swarms of witchery！
（They let themselves down。）
Mephistopleles
They crowd and jostle； whirl and flutter！ They whisper； babble； twirl； and
splutter！ They glimmer； sparkle； stink and flare A true witch … element！
Beware！ Stick close！ else we shall severed be。 Where art thou？
Faust （in the distance）
Here！
Mephistopheles
Already； whirl'd so far away！ The master then indeed I needs must play。 Give
ground！ Squire Voland comes！ Sweet folk； give ground！ Here； doctor； grasp
me！ With a single bound Let us escape this ceaseless jar； Even for me too
mad these people are。 Hard by there shineth something with peculiar glare；
Yon brake allureth me； it is not far； Come； come along with me！ we'll slip in
there。
Faust
Spirit of contradiction！ Lead！ I'll follow straight！ 'Twas wisely done； however；
to repair On May … night to the Brocken； and when there By our own choice
ourselves to isolate！
Mephistopheles
Mark； of those flames the motley glare！ A merry club assembles there。 In a
small circle one is not alone。
Faust
I'd rather be above； though； I must own！ Already fire and eddying smoke I
view； The impetuous millions to the devil ride； Full many a riddle will be there
untied。
Mephistopheles
Ay！ and full many a riddle tied anew。 But let the great world rave and riot！
Here will we house ourselves in quiet。 A custom 'tis of ancient date； Our
lesser worlds within the great world to create！ Young witches there I see；
naked and bare； And old ones； veil'd more prudently。 For my sake only
courteous be！ The trouble's small； the sport is rare。 Of instruments I hear the
cursed din One must get used to it。 Come in！ come in！ There's now no help
for it。 I'll step before And introducing you as my good friend； Confer on you
one obligation more。 How say you now？ 'Tis no such paltry room； Why only
look； you scarce can see the end。 A hundred fires in rows disperse the gloom；
They dance； they talk； they cook； make love； and drink： Where could we find
aught better； do you think？
Faust
To introduce us； do you purpose here As devil or as wizard to appear？
Mephistopheles
Though I am wont indeed to strict incognito； Yet upon gala … days one must
one's orders show。 No garter have I to distinguish me； Nathless the cloven
foot doth here give dignity。 Seest thou yonder snail？ Crawling this way she
hies： With searching feelers； she； no doubt； Hath me already scented out；
Here； even if I would； for me there's no disguise。 From fire to fire； we'll
saunter at our leisure； The gallant you； I'll cater for your pleasure。
（To a party seated round some expiring embers。）
Old gentleman； apart； why sit ye moping here？ Ye in the midst should be of all
this jovial cheer； Girt round with noise and youthful riot； At home one surely
has enough of quiet。
General
In nations put his trust； who may； Whate'er for them one may have done； For
with the people； as with women； they Honour your rising stars alone！
Minister
Now all too far they wander from the right； I praise the good old ways； to
them I hold； Then was the genuine age of gold； When we ourselves were
foremost in men's sight。
Parvenu
Ne'er were we 'mong your dullards found； And what we ought not； that to do
were fair； Yet now are all things turning round and round； When on firm basis
we would them maintain。
Author
Who； as a rule； a treatise now would care To read； of even moderate sense？
As for the rising generation； ne'er Has youth displayed such arrogant
pretence。
Mephistopheles
（suddenly appearing very old）
Since for the last time I the Brocken scale； That folk are ripe for doomsday；
now one sees； And just because my cask begins to fail； So the whole world is
also on the lees。
Huckster … Witch
Stop； gentlemen； nor pass me by； Of wares I have a choice collection： Pray
honour them with your inspection。 Lose not his opportunity！ Yet nothing in my
booth you'll find Without its counterpart on earth； there's naught； Which to the
world； and to mankind； Hath not some direful mischief wrought。 No dagger
here； which hath not flow'd with blood； No chalice； whence； into some
healthy frame Hath not been poured hot poison's wasting flood。 No trinket；
but hath wrought some woman's shame； No weapon but hath cut some
sacred tie； Or from behind hath stabb'd an enemy。
Mephistopheles
Gossip！ For wares like these the time's gone by； What's done is past！ what's
past is done！ With novelties your booth supply； Us novelties attract alone。
Faust
May this wild scene my senses spare！ This； may in truth be called a fair！
Mephistopheles
Upward the eddying concourse throng； Thinking to push； thyself art push'd
along。
Faust
Who's that； pray？
Mephistopheles
Mark her well！ That's Lilith。
Faust
Who？
Mephistopheles
Adam's first wife。 Of her rich locks beware！ That charm in which she's
parallel'd by few； When in its toils a youth she doth ensnare； He will not soon
escape； I promise you。
Faust
There sit a pair； the old one with the young； Already they have bravely
danced and sprung！
Mephistopheles
Here there is no repose to … day。 Another dance begins； we'll join it； come
away！
Faust
（dancing with the young one）
Once a fair vision came to me； There in I saw an apple … tree； Two beauteous
apples charmed mine eyes； I climb'd forthwith to reach the prize。
The Fair One
Apples still fondly ye desire； From paradise it hath been so。 Feelings of joy
my breast inspire That such too in my garden grow。
Mephistopheles （with the old one）
Once a weird vision came to me； Therein I saw a rifted tree。 It had a 。 。 。 。 。 。 ；
But as it was it pleased me too。
The Old One
I beg most humbly to salute The gallant with the cloven foot！ Let him a 。 。 。
have ready here； If he a 。 。 。 does not fear。
Proctophantasmist
Accursed mob！ How dare ye thus to meet？ Have I not shown and
demonstrated too； That ghosts stand not on ordinary feet？ Yet here ye dance；
as other mortals do！
The Fair One （dancing）
Then at our ball； what doth he here？
Faust （dancing）
Oh！ He must everywhere appear。 He must adjudge； when others dance； If on
each step his say's not said； So is that step as good as never made。 He's most
annoyed； so soon as we advance； If ye would circle in one narrow round； As
he in his old mill； then doubtless he Your dancing would approve； … especially
If ye forthwith salute him with respect profound！
Proctophantasmist
Still here！ what arrogance！ unheard of quite！ Vanish； we now have fill'd the
world with light！ Laws are unheeded by the devil's host； Wise as we are； yet
Tegel hath its ghost！ How long at this conceit I've swept with all my might；
Lost is the labour： 'tis unheard of quite！
The Fair One
Cease here to teaze us any more； I pray。
Proctophantasmi
