Luyện nghe bài hát Faustian Echoes

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

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

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

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Scatter the stars a lavish hand
Water, fire, wall
and beasts, all within command
Thus in our narrow today
ample scope display
Wander swiftly, observing
the Heavens, to the World, to Hell!

The World of is not barred to thee!

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

"I will."

Sublime spirit, thou given me all
All for which I besought thee, not in
thou reveal thy countenance in the fire
Thou hast given me Nature for a
With the power to and feel
Only a visit of bewilderment
Thou me?] bringest all the living creatures
And taught me to know my in the Air
In the waters and in the silent coverts
When through the the storm rages
Uprooting the giant which in their fall
Crushing, down neighboring boughs and trunks
Whose [growingly?] hollow thunder shake the
thou dost lead me to a sheltering cave
And revealest me to and layest bare
The mysterious miracle of my Nature
And when the pure moon rises sight
Soothingly above me, then about me
Creeping from rocky walls and dewy
shadows, phantoms of a bygone world
Which allay the joy of meditation

Now do I realize that Man
Can possess perfection
With this which 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 sister laid all my
In a dark shaded place the stones
I changed into 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 which birth to Light
The arrogant Light which dispute
Ancient rank of Mother
Therefore I hope it be long before
With matter it shall evermore!

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

The World of is not barred 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 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 yet than man?"
"Indeed they are."
[Faust:] "Then what of longing? Affection, pain or grief? I can't describe these, yet I know are in my breast. What are they?""
"Without substance, as mist is."
[Faust:] "In that case man is air as well!"