Faust monologue (Act 10) — Faust: A Tragedy

In misery! in despair! Wandering in hopeless wretchedness over the wide earth, and at last made prisoner! Shut up like a malefactor in a dungeon, victim of the most horrible woes--poor miserable girl! Must it then come to this? Thou treacherous and worthless Spirit! this hast thou concealed from me!--Stand thou there! stand!--Roll round thy fiendish eyes, infuriate in thy head! Stand and confront me with thy insupportable presence. A prisoner! in irredeemable misery! given over to evil Spirits, and to the condemning voice of the unfeeling world! and me, meanwhile, thou cradlest to sleep amid a host of the most vapid dissipations, concealing from my knowledge her aggravated woes!--while she--she is left in hopeless wretchedness to die!