Luyện nghe bài hát Faustian Echoes

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

O growing Moon, didst thou but
A time on this pain of mine
Behind this desk how oft I
At seen thee rising high
book and paper I bend
Thou didst appear, o friend

I am the that ever denies!
And justly so: for all that is
Deserves to be destroyed in
Therefore 'twere best if were created
Destruction, sin, wickedness - plainly
All of which you as have classified
That is my - there I abide

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Scatter the with a lavish hand
Water, fire, wall
Birds and beasts, all command
Thus in our booth today
Creation's ample display
swiftly, observing well
the Heavens, to the World, to Hell!

The of Spirits is not barred to thee!

[Mephistopheles:] "Now then, Faustus. What wouldst thou 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 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 which I thee, not in vain
Didst thou reveal thy in the fire
Thou hast me Nature for a kingdom
With the power to and feel
a visit of chilling bewilderment
Thou [then bringest all the living creatures
And taught me to my brothers in the Air
In the waters and in the silent coverts
When through the the storm rages
Uprooting the giant pines which in fall
Crushing, drag down neighboring and trunks
[growingly?] hollow thunder shake the hills
Then thou lead me to a sheltering cave
And revealest me to myself and bare
The deep mysterious miracle of my
And when the pure moon into sight
Soothingly above me, about me hover
from rocky walls and dewy thickets
Silver shadows, of a bygone world
Which the austere joy of meditation

Now fully do I that Man
Can never possess
With this which brings me near 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 into a wood-bird
Fluttering
Fly

Mankind, foolish Cosmos
acts as incomplete
He thought to Be
I am part of part which was the Absolute
A part of that Darkness which gave to Light
The arrogant which would dispute
Ancient rank of Mother
Therefore I hope it be long before
With it shall perish evermore!

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Scatter the stars with a hand
Water, fire, wall
Birds and beasts, all command
in our narrow booth today
Creation's ample scope
swiftly, observing well
From the to the World

The World of is not barred to thee!

[Faust:] "So, still I the force, the reason governing life's flow, and not just its external show."
[Mephistopheles:] "The governing force? The reason? Some things cannot be they are beyond your reach even when shown."
"Why should that 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 are greater yet than man?"
[Mephistopheles:] "Indeed are."
[Faust:] "Then what of longing? Affection, or grief? I can't describe these, yet I know they are in my breast. What are they?""
[Mephistopheles:] "Without substance, as is."
[Faust:] "In that man is only air as well!"