Faust has the impression that he has not really lived 
                        his life, that he has lost a lot of time in his study, 
                        that he has spent his best years in useless things. To 
                        really live, to catch up the things that he left to pass, 
                        one has to be younger. This he wants to achieve with help 
                        of the magic of the witch. It is one thing that is throughout 
                        the drama that Faust does not believe in the power of 
                        Mephistopheles. In the beginning he looks very sceptical 
                        at those things the witch is doing, but in the end the 
                        witch achieves that he is young again.  
                         
                        In the ugliness of the kitchen of the witch a young, beautiful 
                        woman appears in the mirror of the witch. Faust falls 
                        immediately in love with her. It can be seen as a sign 
                        towards a problem that this woman always disappears whenever 
                        Faust gets closer to the mirror. Often it is  easier 
                        to dream of happy moments than to live them to the full. 
                        The eternal cynicism of Mephistopheles that admits him to 
                        see the psychology of people but prevents him from seeing 
                        the beauty in things shows again when he says to Faust. 
                                 
                                
                                  
                                    
                                         
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                                           Natürlich, wenn ein Gott sich erst 
                                            sechs Tage plagt,  
                                            Und selbst am Ende Bravo sagt,  
                                            Da muß es was Gescheites werden.  
                                            Für diesmal sieh dich immer satt; 
                                             
                                            Ich weiß dir so ein Schätzchen auszuspüren, 
                                             
                                            Und selig, wer das gute Schicksal 
                                            hat,  
                                            Als Bräutigam sie heim zu führen! 
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                                   Well, if a God for six whole 
                                    days, my friend, 
                                    Toils hard and says "Ah, bravo!" 
                                    at the end, 
                                    Then something rather neat must come to birth. 
                                    For this time gaze till you are satiate. 
                                    I know how I can find you such a treasure 
                                    And he who as a bridegroom has the happy fate 
                                    To lead her home, is blessed beyond all measure! | 
                                         
                                        
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                         If wanted one could see Mephistopheles as a totally 
                          resigned person, who has nothing left but his cynicism. 
                          He has stopped fighting, because he is absolutely disillusioned. 
                          Faust is disillusioned, too, but he does not stop fighting. 
                          With this he earns the sympathy of the Lord. 
                           
                         
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