SCENE II.
Mephistopheles and the preceding.
Mep. Away at once, while yet there's time! If longer ye delay, Not e'en my power can save ye.
Mar. See'st thou yon demon crouching in the shade? His deadly glance is fixed on us; Quick! drive him from these sacred walls.
Mep. Away! leave we this spot, The dawn hath appeared; Hear'st thou not the fiery chargers, As with sonorous hoof they paw the ground? (Endeavoring to drag Faust with him.) Haste ye, then,—perchance there yet Is time to save her!
Mar. O Heaven, I crave thy help! Thine aid alone I do implore!
(Kneeling.)
Holy angels, in heaven bless'd, My spirit longs with ye to rest! Great Heaven, pardon grant, I implore thee, For soon shall I appear before thee!
Faust. Marguerite! Follow me, I implore!
Mar. Holy angels, in heaven bless'd, My spirit longs with ye to rest! Great Heaven, pardon grant, I implore thee, For soon shall I appear before thee!
Faust. O Marguerite!
Mar. Why that glance with anger fraught?
Faust. Marguerite!
Mar. What blood is that which stains thy hand! Away! thy sight doth cause me horror! (Falls.)
Mep. Condemned!
Cho. Saved! Christ hath arisen! Christ hath arisen! Christ is born again! Peace and felicity To all disciples of the Master! Christ hath arisen!
(The prison walls open. The soul of Marguerite rises towards heaven. Faust gazes despairingly after her, then falls on his knees and prays. Mephistopheles turns away, barred by the shining sword of an archangel.)
End of the Opera.