Goodness Is Beauty In The

Come Live With Me And Be My Love, And We Will All The Pleasures Prove, That Valleys, Groves, Hills, And Fields, Woods, Or Steepy Mountain Yields.

Faustus: Stay, Mephistopheles, And Tell Me, What Good Will My Soul Do Thy Lord? Mephistopheles: Enlarge His Kingdom. Faustus: Is That The Reason He Tempts Us Thus? Mephistopheles: Solamen Miseris Socios Habuisse Doloris. (it Is A Comfort To The Wretched To Have Companions In Misery)

Love Me Little, Love Me Long.

Had I As Many Souls As There Be Stars, I'd Give Them All For Mephistopheles!

What Are Kings, When Regiment Is Gone, But Perfect Shadows In A Sunshine Day?