Mephistopheles (in Faust's long gown)
Mortal! the loftiest attributes of men, Reason and Knowledge, only thus
contemn, Still let the Prince of lies, without control, With shows, and mocking
charms delude thy soul, I have thee unconditionally then! Fate hath endow'd
him with an ardent mind, Which unrestrain'd still presses on for ever, And
whose precipitate endeavour Earth's joys o'erleaping, leaveth them behind.
Him will I drag through life's wild waste, Through scenes of vapid dulness,
where at last Bewilder'd, he shall falter, and stick fast; And, still to mock his