SCENE III.

FAUST and MEPHISTOPHELES.

_Mep._ Now attend, my dear doctor! To keep company with the flowers of our friend, I go to bring you a treasure, Which outshines them beyond measure, And of beauty past believing.

_Faust._ Leave me!

_Mep._ I obey. Deign to await me here. (Disappears.)

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