Luyện nghe bài hát Faustian Echoes

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

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

I am the spirit that denies!
And justly so: for all that is
Deserves to be destroyed in
Therefore best if nothing were created
Destruction, sin, wickedness - stated
All of which you as evil classified
That is my element - there I

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Scatter the stars a lavish hand
Water, fire, tavern
Birds and beasts, all command
Thus in our narrow booth
Creation's ample display
Wander swiftly, well
the Heavens, to the World, to Hell!

The World of is not barred to thee!

"Now then, Faustus. What 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 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, having thee ever to attend on me. To give me whatsoever I shall ask."

"I will."

Sublime spirit, thou given me all
All for which I besought thee, not in
Didst thou reveal thy countenance in the
Thou given me Nature for a kingdom
the power to enjoy and feel
Only a visit of bewilderment
Thou [then me?] all the living creatures
And taught me to my brothers in the Air
In the waters and in the silent coverts
When through the forest the storm
Uprooting the giant pines which in their
Crushing, drag down neighboring and trunks
Whose [growingly?] hollow thunder the hills
Then thou lead me to a sheltering cave
And me to myself and layest bare
The mysterious miracle of my Nature
And when the pure moon rises sight
Soothingly above me, about me hover
from rocky walls and dewy thickets
Silver shadows, of a bygone world
Which allay the austere joy of

Now fully do I that Man
Can never perfection
With ecstasy which brings me near and nearer
To the

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My mother the harlot put me to
My the scoundrel ate my flesh
My little sister laid all my bones
In a dark place under the stones
I changed into a wood-bird
Fluttering
Fly

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

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Scatter the stars a lavish hand
Water, fire, tavern
Birds and beasts, all command
in our narrow booth today
Creation's ample scope
Wander swiftly, observing
the Heavens to the World

The World of is not barred to thee!

"So, still I seek the force, the reason governing life's flow, and not just its external show."
[Mephistopheles:] "The governing The reason? Some things 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 grasp those 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 I can't describe these, yet I know they are in my breast. What are they?""
[Mephistopheles:] "Without substance, as is."
[Faust:] "In that case man is air as well!"