Luyện nghe bài hát Faustian Echoes

[Faust:] "I, Johannes Faust, do call thee, Mephistopheles!"

O growing Moon, didst but shine
A last time on this pain of
Behind this desk how oft I
At midnight seen rising high
O'er and paper I bend
Thou appear, o mournful friend

I am the spirit ever denies!
And so: for all that is born
to be destroyed in scorn
Therefore 'twere best if nothing created
Destruction, sin, wickedness - stated
All of which you as evil classified
is my element - there I abide

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Scatter the stars with a hand
Water, fire, wall
Birds and beasts, all command
Thus in our narrow today
ample scope display
Wander swiftly, observing
the Heavens, to the World, to Hell!

The World of is not barred to thee!

[Mephistopheles:] "Now then, Faustus. wouldst thou have Mephisto do?"

"I charge thee, Mephisto, wait upon me while I live... to do whatever Faustus shall command. Be it to make the moon drop from outer sphere, or the ocean to overwhelm the world. Go bear these tidings to great Lucifer: say he surrenders up his soul. So that he shall spare him four and twenty years, letting him live in all voluptiousness, thee ever to attend on me. To give me whatsoever I shall ask."

"I will."

Sublime spirit, thou given me all
All for I besought thee, not in vain
thou reveal thy countenance in the fire
Thou hast given me for a kingdom
With the power to and feel
Only a of chilling bewilderment
Thou [then bringest all the living creatures
And me to know my brothers in the Air
In the deep waters and in the silent
When through the the storm rages
Uprooting the pines which in their fall
Crushing, drag neighboring boughs and trunks
Whose [growingly?] hollow thunder shake the
Then thou dost lead me to a cave
And revealest me to myself and bare
The deep miracle of my Nature
And when the moon rises into sight
Soothingly above me, about me hover
Creeping from rocky walls and thickets
Silver shadows, phantoms of a world
Which the austere joy of meditation

Now fully do I that Man
Can possess perfection
With ecstasy which brings me near and nearer
To the

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My the harlot put me to death
My father the ate my flesh
My dear little laid all my bones
In a dark shaded place under the
Then I into a wood-bird
away
Fly

Mankind, foolish Cosmos
Always acts as
He thought to Be
I am of that part which was the Absolute
A of that Darkness which gave birth to Light
The Light which would dispute
rank of Mother Night
Therefore I hope it won't be long
With matter it perish evermore!

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Scatter the with a lavish hand
Water, fire, tavern
Birds and beasts, all within
Thus in our booth today
Creation's ample display
swiftly, observing well
From the to the World

The World of is not barred to thee!

[Faust:] "So, still I seek the force, the reason governing life's flow, and not its external show."
[Mephistopheles:] "The governing force? The reason? Some cannot be known; they are beyond your reach even when shown."
[Faust:] "Why should be so?"
[Mephistopheles:] "They lie outside the boundaries that words can address; and man can only those thoughts which language can express."
"What? Do you mean that words are greater yet than man?"
[Mephistopheles:] "Indeed are."
[Faust:] "Then what of longing? Affection, pain or grief? I can't these, yet I know they are in my breast. What are they?""
[Mephistopheles:] "Without substance, as is."
[Faust:] "In that man is only air as well!"