Luyện nghe bài hát Faustian Echoes

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

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

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

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

The World of Spirits is not 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, having thee ever to attend on me. To give me whatsoever I ask."

"I will."

Sublime spirit, hast given me all
All for which I thee, not in vain
Didst thou reveal thy countenance in the
Thou hast given me Nature for a
With the power to enjoy and
Only a visit of bewilderment
Thou [then me?] 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 giant which in their fall
Crushing, drag down neighboring and trunks
Whose [growingly?] hollow shake the hills
Then dost lead me to a sheltering cave
And me to myself and layest bare
The deep mysterious miracle of my
And when the pure moon rises sight
Soothingly above me, then about me
from rocky walls and dewy thickets
Silver shadows, phantoms of a bygone
Which allay the austere joy of

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

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My the harlot put me to death
My father the scoundrel ate my
My dear sister laid all my bones
In a dark shaded under the stones
Then I changed a wood-bird
Fluttering
Fly

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

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

The World of Spirits is not to thee!

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