The German Classics of the Nineteenth and Twentieth Centuries - novelonlinefull.com
You’re read light novel The German Classics of the Nineteenth and Twentieth Centuries Volume I Part 81 online at NovelOnlineFull.com. Please use the follow button to get notification about the latest chapter next time when you visit NovelOnlineFull.com. Use F11 button to read novel in full-screen(PC only). Drop by anytime you want to read free – fast – latest novel. It’s great if you could leave a comment, share your opinion about the new chapters, new novel with others on the internet. We’ll do our best to bring you the finest, latest novel everyday. Enjoy
Brother! what agonizing pain!
VALENTINE
I tell thee, from vain tears abstain!
'Twas thy dishonor pierced my heart, Thy fall the fatal death-stab gave.
Through the death-sleep I now depart To G.o.d, a soldier true and brave.
[_Dies._]
CATHEDRAL
_Service, Organ, and Anthem._
MARGARET _amongst a number of people_
EVIL-SPIRIT _behind_ MARGARET
EVIL-SPIRIT
[Ill.u.s.tration: VALENTINE'S DEATH Franz Simm]
How different, Gretchen, was it once with thee, When thou, still full of innocence, Here to the altar camest, And from the small and well-con'd book Didst lisp thy prayer, Half childish sport, Half G.o.d in thy young heart!
Gretchen!
What thoughts are thine?
What deed of shame Lurks in thy sinful heart?
Is thy prayer utter'd for thy mother's soul, Who into long, long torment slept through thee?
Whose blood is on thy threshold?-- And stirs there not already 'neath thy heart Another quick'ning pulse, that even now Tortures itself and thee With its foreboding presence?
MARGARET
Woe! Woe!
Oh, could I free me from the thoughts That hither, thither, crowd upon my brain, Against my will!
CHORUS
_Dies irae, dies illa, Solvet saeclum in favilla._
[_The organ sounds._]
EVIL-SPIRIT
Grim horror seizes thee!
The trumpet sounds!
The graves are shaken!
And thy heart From ashy rest For torturing flames Anew created, Trembles into life!
MARGARET
Would I were hence!
It is as if the organ Choked my breath, As if the choir Melted my inmost heart!
CHORUS
_Judex ergo c.u.m sedebit, Quidquid latet adparebit, Nil inultum remanebit._
MARGARET
I feel oppressed!
The pillars of the wall Imprison me!
The vaulted roof Weighs down upon me!--air!
EVIL-SPIRIT
Wouldst hide thee? sin and shame Remain not hidden!
Air! light!
Woe's thee!
CHORUS
_Quid sum miser tunc dicturus?
Quem patronum rogaturus!
c.u.m vix justus sit securus._
EVIL-SPIRIT
The glorified their faces turn Away from thee!
Shudder the pure to reach Their hands to thee!
Woe!
CHORUS
_Quid sum miser tunc dicturus_--
MARGARET
Neighbor! your smelling bottle!
[_She swoons away._]
[Ill.u.s.tration: MARGARET'S DOWNFALL _From the Painting by Wilhelm von Kaulbach_]
WALPURGIS-NIGHT
THE HARTZ MOUNTAINS. DISTRICT OF SCHIERKE AND ELEND
FAUST _and_ MEPHISTOPHELES
