An English Rhyme:
"Dr. Faustus was a good man,
He whipped his scholars now and then,
When he whipped them he made them dance,
Out of Scotland into France,
Out of France into Spain,
And then he whipped them back again"
Henry Bett, Nursery Rhymes and Tales: Their Origin and History, 2nd edition (London: Methuen and Company, 1924), p. 72.
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Franz Liszt. A Faust Symphony
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T4L8zV5uQAE
Absolutely beautiful music that works great when reading Faust!
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Interesting Quotes:
- Dear friend, all theory is gray,
- And green the golden tree of life.
- Mephistopheles
- Youth, my good friend, you certainly require
- When foes in battle round you press,
- When a fair maid, her heart on fire,
- Hangs on your neck with fond caress,
- When from afar, the victor's crown,
- Allures you in the race to run;
- Or when in revelry you drown
- Your sense, the whirling dance being done.
- Merryman
- Now spring's reviving glance has freed
- the ice from stream and river.
- The valley turns green with joy of hope.
- Old winter, growing impotent, crawls back
- to the rough mountains; as he flees, he hurls
- fitful gusts of icy-kerneled sleet
- in streaks on the green meadows.
- But the sun allows no whiteness;
- growth and creation stir and strive
- to cover everything with color.
- Faust
- O full-orb'd moon, did but thy rays
- Their last upon mine anguish gaze!
- Beside this desk, at dead of night,
- Oft have I watched to hail thy light:
- Then, pensive friend! o'er book and scroll,
- With soothing power, thy radiance stole!
- In thy dear light, ah, might I climb,
- Freely, some mountain height sublime,
- Round mountain caves with spirits ride,
- In thy mild haze o'er meadows glide,
- And, purged from knowledge-fumes, renew
- My spirit, in thy healing dew!
- Faust
- When in his study pent the whole year through,
- Man views the world, as through an optic glass,
- On a chance holiday, and scarcely then,
- How by persuasion can he govern men?
- Wagner
- That which issues from the heart alone,
- Will bend the hearts of others to your own.
- Faust
- Ay! what 'mong men as knowledge doth obtain!
- Who on the child its true name dares bestow?
- The few who somewhat of these things have known,
- Who their full hearts unguardedly reveal'd,
- Nor thoughts, nor feelings, from the mob conceal'd,
- Have died on crosses, or in flames been thrown!
- Faust
- What a man knows not, he to use requires,
- And what he knows, he cannot use for good.
- Faust
- E'en hell hath its peculiar laws.
- Faust
- Methinks, by most, 'twill be confess'd
- That Death is never quite a welcome guest.
- Mephistopheles
- Forbear to trifle longer with thy grief,
- Which, vulture-like, consumes thee in this den.
- Mephistopheles
- What lies beyond doesn't worry me.
- Suppose you break this world to bits, another may arise.
- My joy springs from this earth,
- this sun shines on my sorrows.
- When I leave here, let come what must.
- What do I care about it now, if hereafter
- men hate or love, or if in those other spheres
- there be an Above or a Below?
- Faust
- Happy is he who has the pure truth in him.
- He will regret no sacrifice that keeps it.
- Faust
- In the end, you are exactly--what you are.
- Put on a wig with a million curls,
- put the highest heeled boots on your feet,
- yet you remain in the end just what you are.
Mephistopheles
