Faust: A TragedyW. Smith, 1847 - 338页 |
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第v页
... present version it has been earnestly endeavoured to make that sacri- fice as small as possible ; the author's meaning has been followed as closely as the translator's knowledge of both languages , and the necessities of rhyme ,
... present version it has been earnestly endeavoured to make that sacri- fice as small as possible ; the author's meaning has been followed as closely as the translator's knowledge of both languages , and the necessities of rhyme ,
第ix页
... means . Amid all the dreams , vagaries , and absurdities of the tale , enough appears mingled with the dross of tradition to justify the characteristics of the creation of poetry . Enough is known to us to prove that the real Faust was ...
... means . Amid all the dreams , vagaries , and absurdities of the tale , enough appears mingled with the dross of tradition to justify the characteristics of the creation of poetry . Enough is known to us to prove that the real Faust was ...
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... means that man has fashioned to himself , in the vain hope of passing the abyss without going through " the valley of the shadow of Death . " It is in this struggle between the ambition of our intellect and its narrowed capacity , that ...
... means that man has fashioned to himself , in the vain hope of passing the abyss without going through " the valley of the shadow of Death . " It is in this struggle between the ambition of our intellect and its narrowed capacity , that ...
第6页
... means his work to fit Must use the best tools he can find : Consider ! you've soft wood to split ! And just bethink you - what are these Whom what you write is meant to please ! One comes from very idleness , Another dull'd by ...
... means his work to fit Must use the best tools he can find : Consider ! you've soft wood to split ! And just bethink you - what are these Whom what you write is meant to please ! One comes from very idleness , Another dull'd by ...
第22页
... ? All grows so light to me ! Yes ! in these pure , clear outlines I can see , Creative Nature , as she works , Open before my soul display'd ; Now first I know what meaning lurks In what the ancient Sage hath said ! " No 22 FAUST . 22.
... ? All grows so light to me ! Yes ! in these pure , clear outlines I can see , Creative Nature , as she works , Open before my soul display'd ; Now first I know what meaning lurks In what the ancient Sage hath said ! " No 22 FAUST . 22.
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amid angel appears art thou Auerbach's Cellar aught Baubo beauty beneath Blocksberg blood Bran breast breath Brocken chorus curse dance dare dark death devil didst doth dream drink E'en earth evil eyes Faust fear feel flame Frosch gaze German give glow Goethe hand hath hear heart heaven heavenly hell honour intermezzo kiss light live Lord Lucifer magic Marg Margaret Meph Mephisto Mephistopheles mind Monkeys mother nature ne'er neath never night Nostradamus o'er Oberon once pass'd passion play pleasure poet poodle poor pray racter red mercury round scene Scholar sense Siebel sing song soon sorrow soul speak spirit strange sublime tell thee thine things thou art thought throng to-day topheles twill unto vex'd voice Walpurgis Night wild Wildfire wine wish Witch words youth
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第193页 - tis said) Before was never made, But when of old the sons of morning sung, While the Creator great His constellations set, And the well-balanced world on hinges hung, And cast the dark foundations deep, And bid the weltering waves their oozy channel keep.
第217页 - How am I glutted with conceit of this ! Shall I make spirits fetch me what I please, Resolve me of all ambiguities, Perform what desperate enterprise I will? I'll have them fly to India for gold, Ransack the ocean for orient pearl, And search all corners of the new-found world For pleasant fruits and princely delicates...
第202页 - Darkling I listen; and, for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd him soft names in many a mused rhyme, To take into the air my quiet breath; Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy!
第200页 - Eve ! But long as god-like wish, or hope divine, Informs my spirit, ne'er can I believe That this magnificence is wholly thine ! — From worlds not quickened by the sun A portion of the gift is won ; An intermingling of Heaven's pomp is spread On ground which British shepherds tread ! in.
第191页 - Poets are the hierophants of an unapprehended inspiration; the mirrors of the gigantic shadows which futurity casts upon the present; the words which express what they understand not; the trumpets which sing to battle, and feel not what they inspire; the influence which is moved not, but moves. Poets are the unacknowledged legislators of the world.
第222页 - SHE walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies ; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes : Thus mellow'd to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
第196页 - Where be your gibes now? your gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar?
第221页 - Oh, thou art fairer than the evening air Clad in, the beauty of a thousand stars...
第196页 - All murder'd : for within the hollow crown That rounds the mortal temples of a king Keeps Death his court, and there the antic sits, Scoffing his state and grinning at his pomp...
第197页 - To throw my sceptre at the injurious gods; To tell them that this world did equal theirs Till they had stol'n our jewel. All's but naught; Patience is sottish, and impatience does Become a dog that's mad: then is it sin To rush into the secret house of death, Ere death dare come to us?