Luyện nghe bài hát Faustian Echoes

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

O growing Moon, didst 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 so: for all that is born
to be destroyed in scorn
Therefore 'twere best if were created
Destruction, sin, - plainly stated
All of which you as evil have
That is my element - there I

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

The World of is not barred to thee!

[Mephistopheles:] "Now then, Faustus. What wouldst thou have 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 on me. To give me whatsoever I shall ask."

"I will."

Sublime spirit, thou hast me all
All for I besought thee, not in vain
Didst thou reveal thy in the fire
Thou hast given me Nature for a
the power to enjoy and feel
Only a of chilling bewilderment
Thou [then me?] all the living creatures
And taught me to know my in the Air
In the deep and in the silent coverts
When through the forest the storm
Uprooting the giant which in their fall
Crushing, drag down neighboring and trunks
Whose [growingly?] hollow thunder the hills
Then thou lead me to a sheltering cave
And revealest me to and layest bare
The deep mysterious miracle of my
And the pure moon rises into sight
Soothingly above me, then about me
Creeping rocky walls and dewy thickets
Silver shadows, phantoms of a world
Which allay the joy of meditation

Now fully do I that Man
Can never perfection
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 dear little laid all my bones
In a dark shaded place the stones
Then I changed a wood-bird
away
Fly

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

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Scatter the with a lavish hand
Water, fire, tavern
Birds and beasts, all within
Thus in our narrow booth
ample scope display
Wander swiftly, observing
the Heavens to the World

The World of is not barred to thee!

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