Luyện nghe bài hát Faustian Echoes

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

O growing Moon, thou but shine
A last time on this of mine
Behind this how oft have I
At midnight seen rising high
O'er book and paper I
Thou didst appear, o mournful

I am the that ever denies!
And so: for all that is born
Deserves to be in scorn
Therefore best if nothing were created
Destruction, sin, - plainly stated
All of which you as have classified
That is my element - there I

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Scatter the stars with a hand
Water, fire, tavern
and beasts, all within command
Thus in our narrow booth
Creation's ample scope
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 him four and twenty years, letting him live in all voluptiousness, having thee ever to attend on me. To give me whatsoever I shall ask."

"I will."

Sublime spirit, thou hast me all
All for which I thee, not in vain
Didst thou reveal thy countenance in the
Thou given me Nature for a kingdom
With the power to and feel
Only a visit of bewilderment
[then me?] bringest all the living creatures
And me to know my brothers in the Air
In the waters and in the silent coverts
When the forest the storm rages
Uprooting the pines which in their fall
Crushing, down neighboring boughs and trunks
Whose [growingly?] hollow shake the hills
Then dost lead me to a sheltering cave
And revealest me to myself and layest
The deep mysterious of my Nature
And when the pure rises into sight
Soothingly above me, then me hover
Creeping from walls and dewy thickets
Silver shadows, phantoms of a bygone
allay the austere joy of meditation

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

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My mother the put me to death
My the scoundrel ate my flesh
My dear little sister all my bones
In a dark shaded under the stones
Then I into a wood-bird
away
Fly

Mankind, foolish Cosmos
acts as incomplete
He himself to Be
I am part of that part which was the
A part of that which gave birth to Light
The arrogant which would dispute
Ancient of Mother Night
I hope it won't be long before
With matter it shall evermore!

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Scatter the stars with a lavish
Water, fire, wall
and beasts, all within command
Thus in our booth today
Creation's ample display
Wander swiftly, observing
From the Heavens to the

The of Spirits is not barred to thee!

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