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SCENE IV.

Night. The open Field.
Faust. Mephistopheles.
(Galloping past on black horses.)
FAUST.
What work they, flitting round the Raven-stone?

MEPHISTOPHELES.
Can't say what they are boiling and working at.

FAUST.
They hover up, they hover down, they bend them, they bow them.

MEPHISTOPHELES.
A corporation of witches.

FAUST.
They seem to be sprinkling and blessing something.

MEPHISTOPHELES.
On! on!