Pray teach me
A little something also.
SATAN
No, you think
You know too much already.... Furthermore,
You do not trust me; and I will not teach
One who keeps restlessly, the whole day long,
His eyes upon me, as though fearful I
Were waiting to spring on him unawares!
FAUST
OLDHAM
Look through yonder palms!
Someone is coming.
SATAN
He sees us! It is he!
[Through the colonnade along the far side of the
courtyard, there enters the Holy One, an aged man
of venerable and sublime appearance, clad in a simple
white robe. In his hand is a large copper bowl, which
he carries with some care.
SATAN