Disnatured

Create her child of spleen, that it may live And be a thwart disnatured torment to her

I am not so disnatured a man, Or so ill borne to disesteem her love.

Can the stern mother, than the brutes more From her disnatured breast tear her young child, Flesh of her fles , and of her bone the bone, And dash the smiling babe against a stone?

Faust, of course, and Mephistopheles, and even Wagner, peering with glittering eye through the smoke of his alchymical kitchen, are the same creatures of flesh and blood that we were made acquainted with in part one; only all perhaps a little enfeebled in character; Mephistopheles a little more of the conjuror, and a little less of the Devil; Faust much less of a thinker, and not a whit less of a sensualist; Wagner much less modest, and much more besotted in the disnatured studies and fanciful operations of his chemical kitchen.