Faust by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
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_Wagner_. Thou seest! a dog we have, no spectre, here!
He growls and stops, crawls on his belly, too, And wags his tail,--as all dogs do. _Faust_. Come here, sir! come, our comrade be! _Wagner_. He has a poodle's drollery. Stand still, and he, too, waits to see; Speak to him, and he jumps on thee; Lose something, drop thy cane or sling it Into the stream, he'll run and bring it. _Faust_. I think you're right; I trace no spirit here, 'Tis all the fruit of training, that is clear. _Wagner_. A well-trained dog is a great treasure, Wise men in such will oft take pleasure. And he deserves your favor and a collar, He, of the students the accomplished scholar. [_They go in through the town gate._] STUDY-CHAMBER. _Enter_ FAUST _with the_ POODLE. |
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