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SCENE XXIII.
Night. Open Plain.Faust and Mephistopheles riding furiously on black horses.
Faust.
Why hover they there round the gallows-tree?
Mephistopheles.
I know not what they are cooking and brewing.
Faust.
Hovering up, hovering down, they are bending and bowing.
Mephistopheles.
'Tis a Witches' Guild.
Faust.
They are sacring and strewing.
Mephistopheles.
Go by! go by!
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