Faust: A Drama, 2. ciltJ. Murray, 1825 |
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æther altars arms art thou Atreus Baubo bear bell bliss bloom breast breath bright brow Calchas chain CHIG CHORUS dance daring deed delight dream E'en earth evil fate FAUST and MEPHISTOPHELES feel flame flowers FOURTH SPIRIT glances Gothic archi graces grave hand Hast thou heart heaven hour kiss labour land LIESCHEN light live Madame de Staël mansion MARGARET MEPHISTOPHELES to FAUST MICH UNIV MICHI mighty Minna mortal mother ne'er never night NIVERS Nought o'er Oileus pain pass'd passion's phantom reign round RSITY Satan SCHILLER sleep song sorrow soul sounds storm stream swell swing tears tell Teucer thee thine thou canst thunder toil tremble twas twine Tydeus UNIV AN UNIV UNIV RSITY UNIV SITY UNIV UNIV VALENTINE veil VERS voice wake Walpurgis Night wander WAR SONG wild WITCH wretch yonder youth
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Sayfa 163 - Not on the mountain's shelving side, Nor in the cultivated ground, Nor in the garden's painted pride, The flower I seek is found. Where time on sorrow's page of gloom Has fixed its envious lot, Or swept the record from the tomb, It says Forget-me-not.
Sayfa 24 - Quid sum, miser ! tune dicturus ? Quern patronum rogaturus ? Cum vix Justus sit securus.
Sayfa 57 - Ah ! I am now within thy power ! Yet let me clasp my only joy, My child ! I nursed it many an hour, But then they took it from me to annoy, And now they say the mother kill'd her boy. " And she shall ne'er be happy more...
Sayfa 57 - Oh ! let me live till day ! Is it not time when morn has sprung ? [She stands up. And I am yet so young — so young ! And yet so soon to perish by your laws. Once I was fair too — that is just the cause. One friend was near me then ; he too is fled. My flowers are wither'd, and my garland dead. Seize me not thus ! it gives me pain. Have I e'er wrong'd thee ? why then bind me so ? Let not my woman's voice implore in vain — Can I have hurt one whom I do not know ? FAUST. Can I outlive this hour...
Sayfa 193 - Be still awhile, my beauty ! In patience do your duty. E'en now I make thy dower — Wait but the wedding hour. " In vain delay opposes ; " I long to pluck the roses " All redly as they bloom — " The flow'rets of the tomb !" Then out ! in splendour gleaming, Thy glorious task beseeming — Then out ! in all thy pride — Come forth, my love, my bride ! " How gay the glad carousal " That honours such espousal ! " How bright the sunbeams play
Sayfa 59 - twas he, None, none shall stay me ; I am free ! 'Tis to his bosom I will fly, In his embraces I will lie. His Margaret he calls, on the threshold he stands, 'Mid the laughter and howls of the fiendish bands ; Through the shouts of their malice, their hissings of scorn, How sweetly his voice of affection was borne ! Faust. 'Tis I.
Sayfa 65 - Then bubbles rise ! It breathes ! Oh save it, save it ! Faust. Reflect, reflect, One step and thou art free. Marg, Had we but pass'd the hill-side lone — My mother there sits on a stone. Long she has sat there, cold and dead, Yet nodding with her weary head. Yet winks not, nor signs, other motion is o'er ; She slept for so long, that she wakes no more. Faust. Since words are vain to rouse thy sleeping sense, I venture, and with force I bear thee hence. Marg. Unhand me, leave me, I will not consent...
Sayfa 55 - Faust. Strength to my limbs my fainting soul denies, Sick with the sense of man's collected woe; Behind this dungeon's dripping wall she lies, Frenzy -the crime for which her blood must flow. Traitor, thou darest not enter in To face the witness of thy sin. Forward ! thy cowardice draws down the blow.
Sayfa 166 - Yes, foster'd by the care of man, In sunshine or in shade, The peasant rears thee as he can, Or views thee droop and fade. A flower which fears not winter's harms, The ills that wait on you, Of lowly and of native charms, My wishes still pursue.