Faust: A Dramatic Poem (Classic Reprint)

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Excerpt from Faust: A Dramatic Poem Ye come, dim forms, as in youth's early day Ye blessed these eyes, which now so lonely grieve! Still, still, to hold ye fast shall I essay, Still let my heart to that delusion cleave? Ye throng me round! Well! lord it how ye may, As from the mists ye rise, that round me weave! Ye waft a magic air, that shakes my breast With youth's tumultuous, yet divine, unrest. Visions ye bring with you of happy days, And many a dear, dear, shade ascends to view, Like some faint haunting chime of ancient lays, Come love, first love, and friendship back with you, The heart runs back o'er life's bewildered maze, And pangs, long laid to sleep, awake anew, And named the loved ones lost, - before their day Swept, whilst life yet was beautiful, away. Alas, alas! These strains they cannot hear, The souls to whom my earliest lays I sang, Gone is that loving band of friends so dear. The echoes hushed, that once responsive rang, My numbers fall upon the stranger's ear, Whose very praise is to my heart a pang, And all, who in my lays took pride of yore, Are lost in other lands, or else no more. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully, any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.