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THE SPECTRE DEGREE.

A MYSTERY.

FAUST and MARGUERITE.

FAUST (sings). There was a fellow at Harvard

Was wont to parties to go;

He met there often a maiden

To love whom he was not slow.

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She gave him a little ribbon

That on her chignon did wave;

He took it, and swore he would keep it

Till laid away in his grave.

They both are youthful and happy,

And he now sits by her side,

But think it not strange when I tell you

That she is to be his bride.

MARGUERITE. O Faust, how touching is that ballad!

FAUST. Yes,

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