Faust
I am not used to it, nor can myself degrade So far, as in my hand to take the spade. This narrow life would suit me not at all.
Mephistopheles Then we the witch must summon after all.
Faust
Will none but this old beldame do? Canst not thyself the potion brew?
Mephistopheles
A pretty play our leisure to beguile! A thousand bridges I could build meanwhile. Not science only and consummate art, Patience must also bear her part. A quiet spirit worketh whole years long; Time only makes the subtle ferment strong. And all things that belong thereto, Are wondrous and exceeding rare! The devil taught her, it is true; But yet the draught the devil can't prepare. (Perceiving the beasts.) Look yonder, what a dainty pair! Here is the maid! the knave is there!
(To the beasts) It seems your dame is not at home?
The Monkeys
Gone to carouse, Out of the house, Thro’ the chimney and away!
Mephistopheles
How long is it her wont to roam?
