Luyện nghe bài hát Faustian Echoes

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

O growing Moon, didst but shine
A last time on this pain of
Behind this how oft have I
At midnight seen rising high
O'er and paper I bend
Thou appear, o mournful friend

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

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

The World of Spirits is not 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 tidings to 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 I besought thee, not in vain
Didst thou thy countenance in the fire
hast given me Nature for a kingdom
With the power to enjoy and
Only a visit of bewilderment
[then me?] bringest all the living creatures
And me to know my brothers in the Air
In the deep 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 shake the hills
Then thou 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 into
above me, then about me hover
Creeping from rocky walls and dewy
Silver shadows, phantoms of a bygone
Which allay the joy of meditation

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

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

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

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

The of Spirits is not barred to thee!

[Faust:] "So, still I seek the force, the reason governing life's flow, and not its external show."
[Mephistopheles:] "The governing force? The reason? Some things cannot be known; they are your reach even when shown."
[Faust:] "Why that be so?"
[Mephistopheles:] "They lie outside the boundaries that words can address; and man can only grasp those which language can express."
[Faust:] "What? Do you mean that words are greater yet man?"
[Mephistopheles:] "Indeed are."
[Faust:] "Then what of Affection, pain or grief? 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!"