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THE SPECTRE DEGREE.

A MYSTERY.

Be sure that my anger shall fall on thy head!

This counsel I give thee to make it expedient

To follow most strictly the words I have said.

Thy actions I bind not with order or fetter,

Eat, drink, and be merry, my future A.B.,

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The more thou art happy, thou pleasest me better,

For I am not cruel, as now thou may'st see!

So follow your wishes, not knowing compunction,

Envy of mortals who struggle above;

But never forget this, my only injunction,

Beware of the danger of falling in love.

[Disappears.]FAUST. I fall in love! To whom? My heart is hard

As adamant before the fickle fair,

So I the compact will observe, ard now

May give my time to other thoughts than those

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