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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    The presence of a lovely boy, Methinks, is ever cause of joy; Who knows the speaker’s winning power, Will care not for the people’s humour. Their number, too, he would extend, To move them surer in the end. Courage, my friend, you must aspire;— Fancy admit, with all her choir; Sense, reason, feeling, passion true, A dash of folly, and ’twrill do. Director. Abundant let the action be; What do they come for, but to see? If much be spun before their eyes, So that they gape in wild surprise, Then will they best your merits scan, You’ll be their darling, dearest man. To force the mass, you must not spare The mass; each looks for something there. If plenty reign, then each will choose, And go contented from the house. Play all the pieces in detail, Such cookery can never fail, Easy to serve as to conceive Why play a whole without your leave They’ll pluck it for you. Dramatist. You feel not that such work is hard, To reconcile to genuine bard; The bunglings of a dandy crew Is then the maxim which suits you.