[Exit FAUST.
Such an enamored fool in air would blow
Sun, moon, and all the starry legions,
To give his sweetheart a diverting show.
[Exit.
X
THE NEIGHBOR’S HOUSE
MARTHA (solus)
God forgive my husband, yet he
Hasn’t done his duty by me!
Off in the world he went straightway,—
Left me lie in the straw where I lay.
And, truly, I did naught to fret him:
God knows I loved, and can’t forget him!