Faust I and II

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Heinrich Heine

I

There came a time in the distant past

when I crossed the bridge…

exactly when I do not know

for all great change along the river

resounds as often, unmarked;

yet before resumed was my quest,

aside my incurable thirst

my heart would stop

gazing the river’s depth,

where no water could flow, I hurried

across the quicksilver at my own behest.

 

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Rembrandt

A figment of mind met the other side

perhaps as much an alluring state,

some contract it became nonetheless.

And for all of my science, I did not see this

ablaze in my temple, a willing priest

to my own high power, becoming

all that I once deemed great,

I aspired to derange,

twist the serrated edge of my will;

entice the chance and bring colossal

possibility to mine shores…

 

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Harry Clarke

For Faustus can do such things

when promises made are broken

doctrines and former philosophies betrayed

in favour of conjurations, illusion

and manipulating cause

toward whichever end I please.

 

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Franz Simm

These strings I pluck, those things I see

rare garments undressed at the wag of my will

from the finger of fate and the spear

of destiny that led to a shake of a hand

with the devil – Mephisto – Satan’s man,

in confluence I bettered my black art,

in pact…but already damned.

 

II

 

Helen, I see your magnificence

your beauty before the ruins of Troy,

fantastic is the illusion!

 

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Helen and Menelaus

What great magic parts the veil…

 

Between our ages the devil built a bridge

made of bricks and fickle promise

that will crumble come the time.

For you must think me a fool –

I, usurper of science and son to alchemy

could woo your honest devotion.

 

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Unknown 16th Century John Dee

I know this pact rejects every heart

for knowledge, She is

cold companion suffered alone;

you and your true love knew how long

your fires would burn before the walls were breached

as my own limit is reached.

 

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Artist unknown

Borne of my folly, I believed it was your grace

I sought, but before me was a ghost

clothed in the cinders of a naked Empress

as the stars all turn to stone.

 

© Sam R Geraghty

 

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