Make ends meet

(He disappears with Faust; the fellows draw back from one another.)

And look, my hand doth thine enclose!

I felt a shock, it went through every limb! A chair! I'm fainting! All things

Say what has happened, what's it all about?

Where is the fellow? Could I scent him out, His body from his soul I'd soon

With my own eyes, upon a cask astride, Forth through the cellar - door I saw

him ride Heavy as lead my feet are growing.

I wonder is the wine still flowing!