Faust and his assistant Wagner ventured from Faust’s study, a rare
Wagner: Let’s go on! The world has darkened,
The air is cool: the mists descend!
Man values his own house at night.
What is it occupies your sight?
What troubles you so, in the evening?
Faust: Through corn and stubble, see that black dog running?
Wagner: I saw him long ago: he seems a wretched thing.
Faust: Look at him closely! What do you make of him?
Wagner: A dog that, in the way they do,
Sniffs around to find his master.
Faust: See how he winds in wide spirals too,
Round us here, yet always coming nearer?
And if I’m right, I see a swirl of fire
Twisting about, behind his track.
Wagner: Perhaps your eyesight proves a liar,
I only see a dog, that’s black.
Faust: It seems to me that with a subtle magic,
He winds a fatal knot around our feet.
Wagner: I see his timid and uncertain antics,
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