Faust Part 57

Faust Part 57

My horses are neighing: The morning twilight is near.


MARGARET


What rises up from the threshold here?


He! he! suffer him not!


What does he want in this holy spot?



He seeks me!


FAUST


Thou shalt live.


MARGARET


Judgment of G.o.d! myself to thee I give.


MEPHISTOPHELES (to FAUST)


Come! or Ill leave her in the lurch, and thee!


MARGARET


Thine am I, Father! rescue me!


Ye angels, holy cohorts, guard me, Camp around, and from evil ward me!


Henry! I shudder to think of thee.


MEPHISTOPHELES


She is judged!


VOICE (from above)


She is saved!


MEPHISTOPHELES (to FAUST)


Hither to me!


(He disappears with FAUST.)


VOICE (from within, dying away)


Henry! Henry!