Faust. Oh, wonder!
Mep. Well, how do you like it?
(Taking parchment.)
Faust. Give me the scroll!
(Signs.)
Mep. Come on then! And now, master, (Taking cup from the table.) I invite thee to empty a cup, In which there is neither poison nor death, But young and vigorous life.
Faust. (Taking cup and turning toward Marguerite.) O beautiful, adorable vision! I drink to thee!
(He drinks the contents of the cup, and is transformed into a young and handsome man. The vision disappears.)
Mep. Come, then.
Faust. Say, shall I again behold her?