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THE SPECTRE DEGREE.

A MYSTERY.

And tied with pink ribbon, quite neat, but not gaudy,

And written in Latin, - the best you can find.

I'll have thy name seen in the Hub's Advertiser,

And even throw in there an honor or two;

And none in this world shall be ever the wiser,

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If what I now ask thou wilt willingly do.

FAUST(aside). Oh! Perplexity! can it be right

Aught to accept from one so dark and dread!

And yet if I but get the parchment signed,

Where is the odds? - I do conjure thee, speak!

MEPH. I ask thee to use, in return for this favor,

Thy thoughts in my service a year and a day,

To call me thy comrade, and not thy enslaver,

And all I command thee at once to obey.

But if, foolish mortal, thou art not obedient,

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