O'er that thou hast no sway! Ha! ha! you quake!
MEPH. Fool that I was to think he would not find
That over Cupid I indeed am weak!
I had deceived thee, and by just return
I am myself undone! So fare thee well!
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[Exit.]FAUST. Thus triumphs love!
CHORUS.
There is one little passion that conquers the world,
'Tis ruled by the gay archer Cupid;
And Mephisto himself, with his knowledge unfurled,
At best is a vagabond stupid.
FAUST. When the birds are in their nest,
And the bee has gone to rest,
And the wind is lulled to sleep;
When the glistening dew is falling,
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