Scene the Last

ANGELS. [Hovering in the higher regions of air, and hearing the immortal part of Faust.]

THE spirit-region’s noble limb

Hath ‘scaled the Archfiend’s power;
For we have strength to rescue him

Who labours ev’ry hour.
And if he feels within his breast

A ray of love from heaven.
He’s met by all the squadron blest

With welcome gladly given.