One bite more and it is done! [Exit.
Faust. [awakening from his trance]
Once more the juggler Pleasure cheats my lip,
Gone the bright spirit-dream, and left no trace,
That I spake with the devil face to face,
And that a poodle dog gave me the slip!
Scene VI.
Faust’s Study as before.
Faust. Mephistopheles.
Faust.