And what one should, and what one should not do,
One cannot always read it on your nose.
Faust.
This is the proper tone for you!
Annoy me first, and then my thanks are due.
Mephistopheles.
Poor son of Earth! without my timed assistance,
How had you ever dragged on your existence?
From freakish fancy’s fevered effervescence,
I have worked long ago your convalescence,