Scene IV Faust
Faust. (alone).
What new emotion penetrates my soul!
Love, a pure and holy love, pervades my being.
O Marguerite, behold me at thy feet!
All hail, thou dwelling pure and lowly,
Home of an angel fair and holy,
All mortal beauty excelling!
What wealth is here, a wealth outbidding gold,
Of peace, and love, and innocence untold!
Bounteous Nature! ’twas here by day thy love was taught her,
Thou here with kindly care didst o’er-shadow thy daughter
Through hours of night!
Here waving tree and flower
Made her an Eden bower
Of beauty and delight,
For one whose very birth
Brought down heaven to our earth.
All hail, thou dwelling pure and lowly,
Home of an angel fair and holy.