Make ends meet

Dost claim this holocaust, remorseless Hell! Fiend, help me to cut short the

hours of dread! Let what must happen, happen speedily! Her direful doom fall

crushing on my head, And into ruin let her plunge with me!

Why how again it seethes and glows! Away, thou fool! Her torment ease!

When such a head no issue sees, It pictures straight the final close. Long life

to him who boldly dares! A devil's pluck thou'rt wont to show; As for a devil

who despairs, Nothing I find so mawkish here below.

Margaret (alone at her spinning wheel)