Tragedy Of Faust

By Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

Night. Open Country

Night. Open Country

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Night. Open Country

Faust. Mephistopheles

(Rushing along on black horses)

Faust

What weave they yonder round the Ravenstone?

Mephistopheles

I know not what they shape and brew.

Faust

They`re soaring, swooping, bending, stooping.

Mephistopheles

A witche`s pack.

Faust

They charm, they strew.

Mephistopheles

On! On!


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