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    "name": "Faust I (1808)"
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    "num": 20,
    "slug": "20-scene-17-at-the-fountain",
    "title": "Scene XVII — At the Fountain",
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    "text": "LIsBETH.\n\nAST nothing heard of Barbara?\n\nMarcGare&T.\n\nNo, not a word. I go so little out.\n\nLIsBETH.\n\nIt 's true, Sibylla said, to-day.\n\nShe 's played the fool at last, there 's not a doubt.\n\nSuch taking-on of airs!\n\nMARGARET.\n\nHow soP\n\nLIsBETH.\nIt stinks!\n\nShe 's feeding two, whene'er she eats and drinks.\n\n230 Faust.\n\nMARGARET.\n\nAh!\nLIsBETH.\n\nAnd so, at last, it serves her rightly.\nShe clung to the fellow so long and tightly !\nThat was a promenading !\nAt village and dance parading !\nAs the first they must everywhere shine,\nAnd he treated her always to pies and wine,\nAnd she made a to-do with her face so fine;\nSo mean and shameless was her behavior,\nShe took all the presents the fellow gave her.\n\"T was kissing and coddling, on and on!\n\nSo now, at the end, the flower is gone.\n\nMARGARET.\n\nThe poor, poor thing !\n\nLIsBETH.\n\nDost pity her, at that?\nWhen one of us at spinning sat,\nAnd mother, nights, ne'er let us out the door\nShe sported with her paramour.\n\nOn the door-bench, in the passage dark,\n\n— Scene XVIT. 231\n\nThe length of the time they 'd never mark.\nSo now her head no more she 'I] lift,\n\nBut do church-penance in her sinner's shift!\n\nMARGARET.\n\nHe 'll surely take her for his wife.\n\nLisBETH.\nHe'd bea fool! A brisk young blade\n\nHas room, elsewhere, to ply his trade.\n\nBesides, he's gone.\nMarGaARET.\n\nThat is not fair!\n\nLIsBETH.\n\nIf him she gets, why let her beware!\nThe boys shall dash her wreath on the floor,\nAnd we '1l scatter chaff before her, door !\n[ Exit.\nMarcaret (returning home).\n\nHow scornfully I once reviled,\nWhen some poor maiden was beguiled !\n\nMore speech than any tongue suffices\n\n232 —— Faust.\n\nI craved, to censure others' vices.\n\nBlack as it seemed, I blackened still,\nAnd blacker yet was in my will;\n\nAnd blessed myself, and boasted high, —\nAnd now —a living sin am I!\n\nYet — all that drove my heart thereto,\n\nGod! was so good, so dear, so true!\n\nScene X VILL. 233\n\nXVIII.\nDONJON.\"\"\"",
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