Scene VII Marguerite and Martha
Mart. Just heaven! what is’t I see?
How fair you now do seem!
Why, what has happened?
Who gave to you these jewels?
Mar. (confused).
Alas! by some mistake
They have been hither brought.
Mart. Why so?
No, beauteous maiden,
These jewels are for you;
The gift are they of some enamor’d lord.
My husband, I must say,
Was of a less generous turn!
(Mephistopheles and Faust enter.)