Faust, Volumen2Bernhard Tauchnitz, 1867 - 295 páginas |
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ALTMAYER art thou Baubo blank verse Blocksberg blood bosom BRANDER breast breath bright Brocken charm child chorus creature crowd cursed dance death delight devil dost thou dream drink earth evermore evil eyes fancy FAUST fear feel fool FROSCH girl give Goethe gone happy hast hath hear heart heaven heigh-ho hell hour hurry kiss life's light live look magic man's MARGARET MARTHA MEPHISTOPHELES merry mong mountebank mysterious nature never night o'er OBERON once pentagram play pleasant pleasure Poem Poor thing rapture rest rock round seek SEMICHORUS sense SIEBEL sight sing smile song soon soul spirit strange sweet thee thine thou art thou hast thought to-night trembling trochaic twas twere twill twould vext voice WAGNER WALPURGIS NIGHT wander wild WILL-O'-THE-WISP wine winglet wish WITCH withered words yonder young
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Página 14 - t will be the same story To-morrow, and the next more dilatory ; The indecision brings its own delays, And days are lost lamenting over days. Are you in earnest ? Seize this very minute, What you can do, or dream you can, begin it. Boldness has genius, power and magic in it. Only engage, and then the mind grows heated, — Begin, and then the work will be completed.
Página 33 - If feeling does not prompt, in vain you strive. If from the soul the language does not come, By its own impulse, to impel the hearts Of hearers with communicated power, In vain you strive, in vain you study earnestly...
Página 23 - ALAS ! I have explored Philosophy, and Law, and Medicine; And over deep Divinity have pored, Studying with ardent and laborious zeal ; And here I am at last, a very fool, With useless learning curst, No wiser than at first ! Here am I — boast and wonder of the school ; Magistcr, Doctor, and I lead These ten years past, my pupils' creed ; Winding, by dexterous words, with ease, Their opinions as I please.
Página 92 - That man conceives of his own attributes ! And cursed be the shadowy appearances, The false delusive images of things That slave and mock the senses ! cursed be The hypocrite dreams that soothe us when we think Of fame — of deathless and enduring names ! Cursed be all that, in self-flattery, We call our own, — wife, child...
Página 126 - And first I feel anxiety, To show you our " Society Of merry fellows ;" — free and gay, Regular rioters are they, '•' And their whole life is holiday ; The requisites for happiness Are few, are — what these men possess : With lively spirits — self-conceit — And little, very little wit — Tis the same life, the whole year round, The self-same set together found; — Each night, their songs — their drink — their game — Their mirth — their very jests the same ; And as its tail diverts...
Página 36 - twere well that each man had some knowledge. FAUST. Why yes! — they call it knowledge. Who may dare To name things by their real names ? The few Who did know something, and were weak enough To expose their hearts unguarded — to expose Their views and feelings to the eyes of men, They have been nailed to crosses — thrown to flames.
Página 18 - MICHAEL. And winds with winds mad war maintain, From sea to land, from land to sea; And heave round earth, a living chain Of interwoven agency.— Guides of the bursting thunder-peal, Fast lightnings flash with deadly ray, While, Lord, with Thee thy servants feel, Calm effluence of abiding day. ALL. New strength and full beatitude Mysterious all, yet all is good, All fair as at the birth of light.
Página 147 - We have words, and we can link Syllables that chime and chink ; Sense unsought — thus is caught; — Every jingle is a thought — Every word with meaning fraught - — Language, glib and random, thus Does the work of thought for us ; Let but your own fancy mingle With the jargon and the jingle, As you listen to the lays ; Bring the meaning you are gleaning, Give the poet all the praise.
Página 28 - Floating, mingling, interweaving — Rising, sinking, and receiving Each from each, while each is giving On to each and each relieving Each the pails of gold, the living Current through the air is heaving; Breathing blessings, see them bending, Balanced worlds from change defending, While everywhere diffused is harmony unending!
Página 59 - They grew red, and faint, and warm, And rested, sinking, arm in arm. Slow, slow, heigh-ho, Tired in elbow, foot, and toe ! « " And do not make so free," she said ; " I fear that you may never wed ; Men are cruel" — and he prest The maiden to his beating breast. Hark ! again, the sounds of glee Swelling from the linden tree. Tis merry, 'tis merry — heigh-ho, heigh-ho, Blithe goes the fiddle-bow ! OLD PEASANT. This, doctor, is so kind of you, A man of rank and learning too ; Who, but yourself,...