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    "name": "Faust I (1808)"
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    "num": 23,
    "slug": "23-scene-20-cathedral",
    "title": "Scene XX — Cathedral",
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    "text": "(MarGaRET among much people: the Evit Spirit behind —\n\nM arGareétT.)\n\nEvit Spirit.\n\nb OW otherwise was it, Margaret,\nWhen thou, still innocent,\n\nHere to the altar cam'st,\n\nAnd from the worn and fingered book\n\nThy prayers didst prattle,\n\nHalf sport of childhood,\n\nHalf God within thee!\n\nMargaret !\n\nWhere tends thy thought?\n\nWithin thy bosom\n\nWhat hidden crime?\n\nPray'st thou for mercy on thy mother's soul,\n\nThat fell asleep to long, long torment, and through thee?\n\nUpon thy threshold whose the blood?\n\nScene XX. 247\n\nAnd stirreth not and quickens\nSomething beneath thy heart,\nThy life disquieting\n\nWith most foreboding presence?\n\nM arGARET.\nWoe! woe!\nWould I were free from the thoughts\nThat cross me, drawing hither and thither,\nDespite me!\nCHORUS.\nDies ire, dies illa,'*\nSolvet seclum in favilla !\n\n(Sound of the organ.)\n\nEvi SPIRIT.\n\nWrath takes thee!\nThe trumpet peals!\nThe graves tremble!\nAnd thy heart\nFrom ashy rest\n\nTo fiery torments\n\nNow again requickened,\nThrobs to life!\n\n248 Faust.\n\nMarGaRET.\nWould I were forth!\nI feel as if the organ here\nMy breath takes from me,\nMy very heart\nDissolved by the anthem !\n\nCuorus.\n\nfudex ergo cum sedebit,5\nQuidquid latet, adparebit,\n\nNil inultum remanebit.\n\nMarGaRET. |\nI cannot breathe!\nThe massy pillars\nImprison me!\nThe vaulted arches\nCrush me! — Air!\n\nEvi Spirit.\nHide thyself! Sin and shame\nStay never hidden.\nAir? Light?\nWoe to thee!\n\nScene XX.\n\nCHORUS.\n\nQuid sum miser tunc dicturus,'*®\nQuem patronem rogaturus,\n\nCum vix gustus sit securus 2\n\nEviv SPIRIT.\n\nThey turn their faces,\nThe glorified, from thee:\nThe pure, their hands to offer,\n\nShuddering, refuse thee !\nWoe! |\n\nCHORUS.\n\nQuid sum miser tunc dicturus ?\n\nMarcaretT.\nNeighbor! your cordial !**7\n\n(She falls in a swoon.)\n\n250 faust.\n\nXXI.\n\nWALPURGIS-NIGHT.\"™",
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