Luyện nghe bài hát Faustian Echoes

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

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

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

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Scatter the stars with a hand
Water, fire, tavern
and beasts, all within command
Thus in our narrow today
Creation's ample scope
Wander swiftly, well
the Heavens, to the World, to Hell!

The of Spirits 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 bear these 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 thy countenance in the fire
Thou given me Nature for a kingdom
With the to enjoy and feel
Only a of chilling bewilderment
Thou me?] bringest all the living creatures
And me to know my brothers in the Air
In the waters and in the silent coverts
When through the the storm rages
Uprooting the giant pines in their fall
Crushing, drag neighboring boughs and trunks
Whose [growingly?] hollow shake the hills
Then thou dost lead me to a cave
And revealest me to myself and layest
The deep mysterious miracle of my
And when the pure rises into sight
Soothingly above me, then me hover
Creeping from rocky walls and thickets
Silver shadows, of a bygone world
allay the austere joy of meditation

Now fully do I realize Man
Can never possess
With this ecstasy which 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 shaded under the stones
Then I changed a wood-bird
away
Fly

Mankind, that foolish
acts as incomplete
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
Ancient of Mother Night
I hope it won't be long before
With matter it shall evermore!

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Scatter the stars a lavish hand
Water, fire, wall
Birds and beasts, all command
Thus in our booth today
Creation's ample display
Wander swiftly, well
From the to the World

The of Spirits is not barred to thee!

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