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Faust (Chap. 16) - Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
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Faust (Chap. 16) Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

Faust (Chap. 16) - Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
MARTHA'S GARDEN



MARGARET
Promise me, Henry!—

FAUST
What I can!

MARGARET
How is't with thy religion, pray?
Thou art a dear, good-hearted man,
And yet, I think, dost not incline that way.

FAUST
Leave that, my child! Thou know'st my love is tender;
For love, my blood and life would I surrender,
And as for Faith and Church, I grant to each his own.

MARGARET
That's not enough: we must believe thereon.

FAUST
Must we?
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