Still gives us room for lofty doing.
Astounding plans e’en now are brewing:
I feel new strength for bolder toil.[221]
Such optimistic language, extraordinarily different from Faust’s lamentations in the first Part, becomes still more marked. When he was approaching his centenary he made the following profession of faith:—
I only through the world have flown:
Each appetite I seized as by the hair;
What not sufficed me, forth I let it fare,
And what escaped me, I let go.
I’ve only craved, accomplished my delight,
Then wished a second time, and thus with might