Luyện nghe bài hát Faustian Echoes

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

O growing Moon, didst thou but
A last time on this pain of
Behind desk how oft have I
At midnight thee rising high
O'er book and I bend
Thou didst appear, o mournful

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

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Scatter the stars with a hand
Water, fire, wall
Birds and beasts, all within
in our narrow booth today
Creation's scope 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, hast given me all
All for which I besought thee, not in
Didst thou reveal thy countenance in the
Thou hast given me Nature for a
With the to enjoy and feel
Only a visit of bewilderment
Thou [then me?] bringest all the living
And taught me to know my in the Air
In the deep waters and in the coverts
through the forest the storm rages
Uprooting the giant pines which in their
Crushing, drag down neighboring boughs and
Whose [growingly?] hollow thunder shake the
Then thou dost me to a sheltering cave
And revealest me to myself and layest
The deep mysterious of my Nature
And when the pure moon rises into
Soothingly above me, then about me
Creeping from rocky walls and thickets
Silver shadows, of a bygone world
Which the austere joy of meditation

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

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

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

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Scatter the stars a lavish hand
Water, fire, wall
and beasts, all within command
Thus in our narrow booth
Creation's ample scope
Wander swiftly, well
From the Heavens to the

The World of 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 that 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."
"Then what of longing? Affection, pain 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!"