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aloft ALTMAYER ancient angels appear art thou beauty behold bliss breast breath brooklet Cabiri canst charm CHIRON CHORUS dance dear devil didst doth dream E'en earth EMPEROR eternal EUPHORION Eurotas eyes fain fair FAUST feel fire flame fool forthwith FROSCH gaze glance glow Goethe gold grace Gretchen hail hath HAVEQUICK heart heaven HELENA HERALD hither HOMUNCULUS honor hour LADY Lemures light lofty lord MARGARET MARTHA Menelaus MEPHISTOPHELES mighty mother naught ne'er neath NEREIDS NEREUS night noble o'er once PHORKYAS play pleasure PLUTUS pray PROTEUS queen rapture reign rock round scene SIEBEL sing song sooth soul sphere SPHINX spirit stand straight sweet THALES thee thine things thou dost thou hast thou'rt thought throng thyself to-day treasure trow twill WAGNER Walpurgis Night wave wilt wings witches words yonder yore youth
Page 31 - Magister, doctor, styled indeed, Already these ten years I lead, Up, down, across, and to and fro, My pupils by the nose — and learn That we in truth can nothing know ! This in my heart like fire doth burn.
Page 138 - And in the feeling when thou utterly art blest, Then call it, what thou wilt, — Call it Bliss ! Heart ! Love ! God ! I have no name for it ! 'Tis feeling all; Name is but sound and smoke Shrouding the glow of heaven.
Page 53 - 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 76 - You've hit upon the very place. STUDENT And yet my steps I would retrace. These walls, this melancholy room, O'erpower me with a sense of gloom; The space is narrow, nothing green, No friendly tree is to be seen : And in these halls, with benches filled, distraught, Sight, hearing fail me, and the power of thought.
Page 40 - Ye instruments, forsooth, ye mock at me, — With wheel, and cog, and ring, and cylinder; To nature's portals ye should be the key; Cunning your wards, and yet the bolts ye fail to stir. Inscrutable in broadest light, To be unveil'd by force she doth refuse, What she reveals not to thy mental sight, Thou wilt not wrest from her with levers and with screws.
Page 60 - 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 131 - Thou gav'st me this companion, unto whom I needs must cling, though cold and insolent, He still degrades me to myself, and turns Thy glorious gifts to nothing, with a breath. He in my bosom with malicious zeal For that fair image fans a raging fire; From craving to enjoyment thus I reel, And in enjoyment languish for desire. (MEPHISTOPHELES enters...
Page 60 - 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...