Of dull geometry and stupid Greek.
SCENE II. - DOUBT.
The day after Commencement.
FAUST. There is that devil-wrought degree, and there
My name is printed in the newspapers.
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That goal is won! but ah, alas! how dear,
Since for a half year I must tarry yet
Ere I can sue sweet Marguerite! Oh woe!
I who once boasted of an icy heart
Now madly love the fairest of the fair,
But may not yet my passion tell to her,
Else my degree is forfeit to the D.
Without it Meg will not accept my hand.
Now what to do? or whither now to turn?
My heart gives answer, though my reason flies.
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