Tuesday, 28 October 2014

New Scenes from Faust -Troubled Day Field and Night Open Field

In this scene in prose Faust accuses and attacks Mephistopheles over Margaret's Fate. In the next short scene they are riding to the prison where the last scene of part one will take place.


TROUBLED DAY- FIELD

FAUST, MEPHISTOPHELES

FAUST

In misery! Despairing! Long and pitifully astray upon the earth and now imprisoned! With terrible torments shut up like an evil-doer in a dungeon, that beautiful, unhappy creature! Things have gone so far! So far! Treacherous, vile, abominable spirit; this you have kept secret from me! Just stand there, stand! In rage roll your devilish eyes around in your head! Stand and defy me with your intolerable presence! Shut away! In irretrievable misery! Given over to evil spirits and judging, unfeeling humankind! While you lulled me with insipid diversions you concealed her growing grief from me and left her to perish helplessly!

MEPHISTOPHELES

She is not the first.

FAUST

Dog! Detestable monster and abomination! Transform him, You Infinite Spirit! Transform this worm back into his canine shape. Change him back to that in which he was pleased to trot before me during a nightly break, rolling himself at the feet of the harmless wanderer and clinging onto the shoulders of any who had fallen. Change him back to his favourite shape so that he may crawl, cringing before me, on the sand and there I may kick and trample him with my feet, Vile outcast of all! Not the first! Grief! Oh, grief! Beyond the grasp of the human soul to think that more than one creature has sunk to the depths of such misery, that the first did not go through enough in writhing death agony for all the others in the eyes of the eternally-forgiving One! I’m stirred and agitated right through to my very marrow, my life’s core, by the need and misery of this one person- you grin, composed and calm, over the fate of thousands!

MEPHISTOPHELES

Now here we are already, once more at our wit’s border, where your human sense and understanding snap. Why did you form bonds of companionship with us, if you cannot go through with it? Did we press ourselves on you, or you on us?

FAUST

Don’t snarl and bare your greedy teeth like that at me! It fills me with disgust! Great and glorious Spirit, you who found me worthy enough to appear before me, you who know my heart and know my soul, why chain me to this infamous companion who gloats over grievous harm and relishes destruction?

MEPHISTOPHELES

Are you finished?

FAUST

Save her! Or all grief be upon you! The most gruesome of curses be upon you for thousands of years!

MEPHISTOPHELES

I cannot loosen the avenger’s fetters, nor open his bolted bars. Save her! Who was it who plunged her to destruction? I or you?

FAUST LOOKS AROUND WILDLY

Are you grasping after thunder? It’s well that it wasn’t given to you miserable mortals! To smash to pieces the innocent objector, that is the manner of the tyrant, that is his method for getting relief from his embarrassment.

FAUST

Take me to her! She shall be freed!

MEPHISTOPHELES

And the danger to which you will expose yourself? Know that blood-guilt from your hand still lies over the town. For over the places of slayings hover avenging spirits that lurk waiting for the returning murderer.

FAUST

That too from you? The death and murder of a whole world fall on you, you monster! Lead me to her, I say, and set her free!

MEPHISTOPHELES

I’ll lead you there and as for the rest of what I can do- listen! Do you think I have all the power of heaven and earth? I’ll surround the gaoler’s senses with mist, then you seize hold of the keys and lead her out by human hand! I'll stand watch! The enchanted horses are ready... I carry you both away. That much can I do.

FAUST

Up and away!



NIGHT OPEN FIELD

FAUST AND MEPHISTOPHELES STORM ACROSS ON BLACK HORSES

FAUST

What are they weaving round the Ravenstone?

MEPHISTOPHELES

Don’t know what they’re brewing and making?

FAUST

Floating up, floating down, bending and bowing.

MEPHISTOPHELES

A witches’ guild.

FAUST

They strew and hallow.

MEPHISTOPHELES
Pass by! Pass by!


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