Faust: a Tragedy

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Hurst, 1882 - 455 pages
 

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Page 76 - Faust I feel it, I have heap'd upon my brain The gather'd treasure of man's thought in vain; And when at length from studious toil I rest, No power, new-born, springs up within my breast; A hair's breadth is not added to my height, I am no nearer to the infinite.
Page 75 - The scope of all my powers henceforth be this, To bare my breast to every pang, — to know In my heart's core all human weal and woe, To grasp in thought the lofty and the deep, Men's various fortunes on my breast to heap, And thus to theirs dilate my individual mind, And share at length with them the shipwreck of mankind.
Page 55 - Far otherwise the pleasures of the mind, Bear us from book to book, from page to page! Then winter nights grow cheerful; keen delight Warms every limb; and ah! when we unroll Some old and precious parchment, at the sight All heaven itself descends upon the soul.
Page 80 - He who would know and treat of aught alive, Seeks first the living spirit thence to drive : Then are the lifeless fragments in his hand, There only fails, alas ! the spirit-band.
Page 62 - The modest truth I speak to thee. Though folly's microcosm, man, it seems, Himself to be a perfect whole esteems: . Part of the part am I, which at the first was all...
Page 62 - Mephistopheles The question trifling seems from one, Who it appears the Word doth rate so low; Who, undeluded by mere outward show, To Being's depths would penetrate alone. Faust With gentlemen like you indeed The inward essence from the name we read, As all too plainly it doth appear, When Beelzebub, Destroyer, Liar, meets the ear. Who then art thou? Mephistopheles Part of that power which still Produceth good, whilst ever scheming ill.
Page 82 - Here too it is the best, to listen but to one, And by the master's words to swear alone. To sum up all — To words hold fast! Then the safe gate securely pass'd, You'll reach the fane of certainty at last.
Page 420 - I have -but hurried through the world, I own. I by the hair each pleasure seized; Relinquished what no longer pleased, That which escaped me I let go, I've craved, accomplished, and then craved again; Thus through my life I've...
Page 180 - They took it from me but to give me pain, And now, they say that I my child have slain. Gladness I ne'er again shall know. Then they sing songs about me, — 'tis wicked of the throng — An ancient ballad endeth so ; Who bade them thus apply the song?
Page 128 - After my father's death it saw the day; We gave my mother up for lost, she lay In such a wretched plight, and then at length So very slowly she regain'd her strength. Weak as she was, 'twas vain for her to try Herself to suckle the poor babe, so I...

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