Comments On Faust Part XIII
In the witch’s kitchen, Faust occupies himself by gazing into a mirror: What am I seeing in this magic mirror? A form whose beauty is divine! O lend me, Love, your fleetest wings and lead me to Elysium! Here, in the house of the witch and her grotesque apes, in the midst of supreme ugliness, Faust has a vision of the most beautiful woman he has ever encountered. Now, he longs for the potion which Mephisto has promised will make…