Goethe's Faust Author:Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: A clever fellow's comfortable plan Is, " draw it cosily o'er head and ears, And play the fool as little as you can." A prudent course; the world in a fe... more »w years Is pretty sure of teaching any man. They come in troops, they form in groups, And into knots the masses sever, And in and out they move about, And out and in again they range. For ever changing, yet no change, Its hundred thousand fooleries, The world's the world ! 'Twas—'twill be—'tis The World—the same one Fool for ever. Enter Garden-girls, some adorned with artificial flowers; some with bouquets in their hands. Garden-girls. [Song, accompanied by mandolins We, to-night, to win your favour, Trick us out in masquerade; Young givls, that our way from Florence With the German Court have made. O'er our dusky tresses glisten Roses from no common bowers; Threads of silk, and silken laces, Shape we into mimic flowers. Ours is sure a happy service: Waking at our touch appear Buds that have no fear of winter— Flowers that blossom through the year. Divers-coloured shreds arranging, Hue and hue symmetrical; Worthless each, yet, thus united, Feel you not the charm of all. Garden-girls, with neatness dress we, Ornamentally in part; Woman's love of graceful Nature Blends so gracefully with Art. Her. [to the Garden-girls]. Let us see the laden baskets, Balanced on your heads that rest; Show the fair flowers—bud and blossom.— Each select what suits him best. Let a garden, as by magic, Walks and arbours, meet the eyes: Crowds will throng round the fair merchants, And the lovely merchandise. Garden-girls. 'Tis a pleasant mart. No higgling, No dispute for prices here; In a few short words expressive, What each offers will appear. Olive-branch with fruii. I no flower its b...« less