To make each priceless pearl his own:
But ’tis not so; and cannot be.
Faust.
My good Sir Knight of pedantry,
Lay not thou down the law to me!
And this, for good and all, be told,
Unless, this very night, I hold
The sweet young maid in my embrace,
’Tis the last time that you shall see my face.
Mephistopheles.