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 of mine
Behind desk how oft have I
At midnight seen thee rising
O'er and paper I bend
Thou appear, o mournful friend

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

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

The World of Spirits is not 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 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 attend 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 countenance in the
Thou hast given me Nature for a
the power to enjoy and feel
Only a visit of bewilderment
Thou [then me?] all the living creatures
And taught me to my brothers in the Air
In the waters and in the silent coverts
through the forest the storm rages
Uprooting the giant pines which in fall
Crushing, drag neighboring boughs and trunks
Whose [growingly?] hollow thunder shake the
Then thou dost lead me to a sheltering
And me to myself and layest bare
The deep mysterious of my Nature
And when the pure moon rises sight
Soothingly me, then about me hover
Creeping from walls and dewy thickets
Silver shadows, phantoms of a world
allay the austere joy of meditation

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

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My mother the harlot put me to
My father the ate my flesh
My little sister laid all my bones
In a dark place under the stones
Then I changed a wood-bird
away
Fly

Mankind, that foolish
Always acts as
He thought to Be
I am of that part which was the Absolute
A part of that Darkness which birth to Light
The arrogant Light which would
Ancient rank of Night
Therefore I it won't be long before
With it shall perish evermore!

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Scatter the stars with a 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

The World of Spirits is not 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 cannot be known; they are beyond your reach when shown."
[Faust:] "Why that be so?"
[Mephistopheles:] "They lie outside the boundaries that can address; and man can only grasp those thoughts which language can express."
"What? Do you mean that words are greater yet than man?"
[Mephistopheles:] "Indeed are."
[Faust:] "Then of longing? 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 man is only air as well!"