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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    Upon his heart I ’ll lie me still. Marg’ret he call’d. Upon the sill He stood ’midst all the flames of hell, And ’midst the horrid, hellish tone, I knew the voice of my only one. ’Tis I! Faust. Margaret. ’Tis thou, say it again. ’Tis he! ’tis he ! where is my pain ? Who cares for jail or jailor now! Thou cam’st to save thy love. ’Tis thou; And I am sav’d! The street is nigh Where first we met. Yes, you and I, And here the blooming garden too, Where I and Martha staid for you. Faust (trying to force her along). Come, come ! Margaret. O wait! I cannot part! I’d gladly tarry where thou art. (She kisses him.) Faust. Hasten ! hasten! quick, from hence! Or we shall rue our negligence. Margaret. What! can’st no longer kiss ? I say, My friend, so short a time away, Forgotten how to kiss? Nay, nay!