Faust Ein Mythos und Seine Bearbeitungen |
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Author:
| von Goethe, Johann Wolfgang |
Read by:
| von Goethe, Johann Wolfgang |
ISBN: | 978-0-217-21209-0 |
Publication Date: | Aug 2009 |
Publisher: | General Books LLC
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Book Format: | Paperback |
List Price: | AUD $11.81 |
Book Description:
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Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: SCENE VI.?A Hall Brilliantly Illuminated. Emperor, Princes, Courtiers, moving up and down. Chamberlain (to Mephistopheles). You still are owing us the phantom-play. The Emperor grows impatient. Quick, I pray Marshal. He asked about it not an hour ago. You must not keep his Majesty waiting so....
More DescriptionPurchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: SCENE VI.?A Hall Brilliantly Illuminated. Emperor, Princes, Courtiers, moving up and down. Chamberlain (to Mephistopheles). You still are owing us the phantom-play. The Emperor grows impatient. Quick, I pray Marshal. He asked about it not an hour ago. You must not keep his Majesty waiting so. Mephistopheles. My comrade is upon this business gone; He knows the way to set about it; This very moment, never doubt it, He's hard at work to push it on. Shut in his room from vulgar gaze, No ordinary sleights he tries, For he that would such peerless beauty raise, Must use the highest art, the magic of the wise. Marshal. What arts he uses we don't care a pin? Sir, sir, the Emperor wants you to begin. Blonde (to Mephistopheles). One word, sir My complexion now is clear, But in the tiresome summer 'tis not so A hundred freckles then from ear to ear, Quite horrid, tawny things, begin to show. A remedy PART II. E Mephistopheles. That such a blonde?'tis hard ? Should every May be spotted like the pard Take spawn of frogs, and tongues of toads new killed, At the moon's fullest craftily distilled; This lotion, when she wanes, apply: the spring May come, you'll find the spots have taken wing. Brunette. You're in request. Here's quite a mob advancing. Oh, sir, a remedy A frost-bit foot Prevents me both from walking and from dancing; I can't even curtsey gracefully, to boot. Mephistopheles. Allow me, child, to press you with my foot Brunette. That's very well 'twixt lovers in their sports. Mephistopheles. A vast deal more a tread from me imports. Like draws to like, as web combines with woof, Thus foot heals foot, limb limb. Come close And, mind You need not think of answering in kind. B...