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(She plucks off the leaves and murmurs to herself.)Faust

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Gaze not upon her! 'Tis not good! Forbear! 'Tis lifeless, magical, a shape ofair, An idol. Such to meet with, bodes no good; That rigid look of hers dothfreeze man's blood, And well - nigh petrifies his heart to stone: The story ofMedusa thou hast known.

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Your doting love - sick fool, with ease, Merely his lady - love to please, Sun,moon, and stars in sport would puff away.

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Faust

Blood is a juice of very special kind.

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Most sensual, supersensualist? The while A damsel leads thee by the nose!Faust

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Upon her neck I fain would hang with joy; To reach it, say, what means mustI employ?

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ţַΰɽҽԺ1600Ų28սʹ Mephistopheles ϸ

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ţַʡ:ҽƼҪ¾״,2 Time, my good friend, will all that's needful give; Be only self - possessed, andthou hast learn'd to live. ϸ

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