English poem
Second incantation scene
Oh hideous doom - to scatter desolation, And cause unhappiness on every hand! To foster misalliance through the nation And breed unequal matches in the land! By nature I am mild, humane and tender, It racks my soul such fearful sights to see! I can no longer bear it! I will render My fearful gift to him who gave it me!
Spirits short and spirits long — Spirits weak and spirits strong — Spirits slow and spirits fleet — Spirits mixed and spirits neat — Spirits dark and spirits fair — Listen to my heart-felt prayer.
We hear the spells J. W. Wells! What terrors trouble you, J. W. W.? Ha! ha! Ha! ha! Some terrors trouble him J. W. Double him! Ha! ha! Ha! ha!
Presumptuous wretch — what favours do you seek? You called me — I am here! What would you? Speak!
Ahrimanes — mighty master — Hear me — hear me now!
Avert this terrible disaster — Free me from my vow!
Free him from his vow! Hear him, hear him now! Ha! ha! Ha! ha! Ha! ha! Ha! ha!
If thou, audacious elf, will yield Alexis to my grasp And let his doom be signed and sealed In Death's unpleasant clasp — Or if thou wilt consent, thyself, To come below with me, Til grant thy wish, presumptuous elf! I want, or him, or thee!
Be dutiful, and obey Give us — give us our prey!
Or thou — or he Which shall it be?
Or thou — or he Which shall it be?
Or I — or he— Which shall it be?
To meet your views I'll try — If one of us must go below —
Good — be it so. When he will go With me below, Just let me know. Ring out his knell And I will quell The fatal spell Till then — farewell!
Farewell! Farewell! Farewell! Ha! ha! Ha! ha! Ha! ha! Ha! ha!