Faust: A Dramatic PoemTicknor, Reed, and Fields, 1851 - 322 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة 21
... eye , and the starred heaven and nature are different for every soul - mirror , so is it with this immeasurable and exhaustless poem . We have seen illustrators and contin- uers of Faust , who , captivated by the practical wisdom which ...
... eye , and the starred heaven and nature are different for every soul - mirror , so is it with this immeasurable and exhaustless poem . We have seen illustrators and contin- uers of Faust , who , captivated by the practical wisdom which ...
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... heart throbs warm - no more denying Tears to my eyes , or sadness to my brow , The near afar off seems , the distant nigh , The now a dream , the past reality . Car Rules J. DEDICATION . YE approach again , ye THE FAUST OF GOETHE. ...
... heart throbs warm - no more denying Tears to my eyes , or sadness to my brow , The near afar off seems , the distant nigh , The now a dream , the past reality . Car Rules J. DEDICATION . YE approach again , ye THE FAUST OF GOETHE. ...
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... eyes , so that the many can gape with astonishment , you have then gained in breadth immediately ; you are a great favorite . You can only subdue the mass by mass . Each eventually picks out something for himself . Who brings much will ...
... eyes , so that the many can gape with astonishment , you have then gained in breadth immediately ; you are a great favorite . You can only subdue the mass by mass . Each eventually picks out something for himself . Who brings much will ...
الصفحة 48
... sires , enjoy it.35 What one does not profit by , is an oppressive burden ; what the moment brings forth , that only can it profit by . But why are my looks fastened on that spot ? is that phial there a magnet to my eyes ? Why , 48 FAUST .
... sires , enjoy it.35 What one does not profit by , is an oppressive burden ; what the moment brings forth , that only can it profit by . But why are my looks fastened on that spot ? is that phial there a magnet to my eyes ? Why , 48 FAUST .
الصفحة 49
A Dramatic Poem Johann Wolfgang von Goethe. phial there a magnet to my eyes ? Why , of a sudden , is all so exquisitely bright , as when the moonlight breathes round one benighted in the wood ? 36 I hail thee , thou precious phial ...
A Dramatic Poem Johann Wolfgang von Goethe. phial there a magnet to my eyes ? Why , of a sudden , is all so exquisitely bright , as when the moonlight breathes round one benighted in the wood ? 36 I hail thee , thou precious phial ...
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alludes allusion already ALTMAYER amongst angel appears Auerbach's cellar beautiful Blocksberg Book of Job bosom BRANDER breast Brooks called change rings CHORUS Coleridge Cyprian devil Dies iræ earth Edinburgh Review edition English eternal evil Falk feel fire Franz Horn FROSCH gentleman German give Goethe Goethe's Faust hand happy hear heart heaven honor Kasperl light living look Lord Madame de Stael magic maiden MARGARET MARTHA meaning MEPHISTOPHELES mind MONKEYS mountain nature never night once original Paracelsus passage play pleasure poem poet poetical prose rival song round scene sense Shelley SIEBEL sing song sort soul spirit stand Stieglitz STUDENT sweet tell thee things thou art thou hast thought tion topheles translation verse voice WAGNER Walpurgis Night whilst whole wine wish WITCH word young
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الصفحة 248 - My eyes are dim with childish tears. My heart is idly stirred, For the same sound is in my ears Which in those days I heard. Thus fares it still in our decay : And yet the wiser mind Mourns less for what age takes away Than what it leaves behind.
الصفحة 232 - And what if all of animated nature Be but organic harps diversely framed, That tremble into thought, as o'er them sweeps Plastic and vast, one intellectual breeze, At once the Soul of each, and God of all?
الصفحة 240 - What soul was his, when, from the naked top Of some bold headland, he beheld the sun Rise up, and bathe the world in light...
الصفحة 232 - In thoughts from the visions of the night, when deep sleep falleth on men, Fear came upon me, and trembling, which made all my bones to shake. Then a spirit passed before my face ; the hair of my flesh stood up...
الصفحة 22 - Rendered almost word for word, without rhyme, according to the Latin measure, as near as the language will permit. WHAT slender youth, bedewed with liquid odours, Courts thee on roses in some pleasant cave, Pyrrha? For whom bind'st thou In wreaths thy golden hair, Plain in thy neatness...
الصفحة 217 - To carry on the feelings of childhood into the powers of manhood; to combine the child's sense of wonder and novelty with the appearances, which every day for perhaps forty years had rendered familiar; With sun and moon and stars throughout the year, And man and woman; this is the character and privilege of genius, and one of the marks which distinguish genius from talents.
الصفحة 241 - The imperfect offices of prayer and praise, His mind was a thanksgiving to the power That made him; it was blessedness and love!
الصفحة 274 - Coffins stood round, like open presses; That shaw'd the dead in their last dresses; And by some devilish...
الصفحة 278 - Her lips were red, her looks were free, Her locks were yellow as gold : Her skin was as white as leprosy, The Night-mare Life-in-Death was she, Who thicks man's blood with cold. The naked hulk alongside came, And the twain were casting dice; 'The game is done! I've won, I've won!
الصفحة 319 - Quid sum, miser ! tune dicturus ? Quern patronum rogaturus ? Cum vix Justus sit securus.