Mephistopheles
Incomparable Sibyl cease, I pray! Hand us thy liquor without more delay. And to the very brim the goblet crown! My friend he is, and need not be afraid; Besides, he is a man of many a grade, Who hath drunk deep already. (The WITCH, with many ceremonies, pours the liquor into a cup; as FAUST lifts it to his mouth, a light flame arises.)
Mephistopheles
Gulp it down! No hesitation! It will prove A cordial, and your heart inspire! What! with the devil hand and glove, And yet shrink back afraid of fire? (The WITCH dissolves the circle. FAUST steps out.)
Mephistopheles
Now forth at once! thou dar'st not rest.
Witch
And much, sir, may the liquor profit you!
Mephistopheles (to the WITCH)
And if to pleasure thee I aught can do, Pray on Walpurgis mention thy request.
Witch
Here is a song, sung o’er, sometimes you'll see, That ’twill a singular effect produce.
Mephistopheles (to Faust)
Come, quick, and let thyself be led by me; Thou must perspire, in order that the juice Thy frame may penetrate through every part.
