10
Tower of Ivory
Faustus
Here, lad, you're puffing out the tale. 'Twas fire
I froze to ice—the crystal phlogiston.—
[To Matthiolus]
You, sir, will understand. But ice on fire!
Not Vergil's self had science to do that.
Wagner
And how you made king Alexander walk!
Faustus
Hush! Hush! The emperor was not o'erpleased
And all of Innsbruck chattered in its bed.
Fritz
King Alexander! Nay, we heard the tale.—
A certain Faustus, a philosopher,
Who had a magic to restore the dead
And make them rise. Are you—
