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Faustus and Mephistopheles rushing along on black horses.
Faustus.
What are the figures near the gibbet doing?
Weaving, 'twould seem!
Mephistopheles.
No—rather boiling, brewing
Some filthy broth—mumbling some incantation.
Faustus.
East they move, and west they move—now kneel, now bend down in prostration.
Mephistopheles.
Witches worshipping their master.
Faustus.
They scatter something on the earth, and now seem pouring a libation—
They sprinkle something in the air.
Mephistopheles.
Forward! forward!—faster! faster!
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