Goethe's Faust / translated into English verse by Sir George Lefevre.

  • Goethe, Johann Wolfgang von, 1749-1832.
Date:
1843
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Licence: Public Domain Mark

Credit: Goethe's Faust / translated into English verse by Sir George Lefevre. Source: Wellcome Collection.

Provider: This material has been provided by Royal College of Physicians, London. The original may be consulted at Royal College of Physicians, London.

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    Waste not such precious time in vain, And spare me all this fruitless pain. You never were a miser bred; I rub my hands, and scratch my head. (He puts the casket in the toilet-box, and shuts it upj Away! make haste, the child to gain, Your heart’s best wishes to obtain: And sit not there, Transfix’d to chair; As bodily should stand in view, Physics and metaphysics too. Away! begone! £Exeunt. Margaret (with a lampJ. How close and heavy is this air. (Opens casement.) Without ’tis cool,—the sky is clear. Something doth o’er my senses come,—* I wish my mother were at home. My heart beats wildly in my breast; I ’m but a silly girl, at best. (She begins to sing as she undresses herself'.J There was a king in Thule, And true unto the grave, To whom in death his mistress A golden goblet gave. He prized it more than rubies, And emptied it each bout; His eyes with, tears flow’d over Whene’er he drank thereout.