Faustus' last hour (06:56) Traduci

The clock strikes eleven.
Ah, Faustus!
Now hast thou but one bare hour to live,
and then thou must be damned perpetually.
Stand still,
you ever morning spheres of heaven,
that time may cease and midnight never come
Fair nature's eye, rise, rise again
and make perpetual day.
Or let this hour be but a year,
a month, a week, a natural day,
that Faustus may repent and save his soul.
O lente, lente, currite noctis equi.
The stars move still, time runs,
the clock will strike.
The devil will come,
and Faustus must be damned.
Oh, I'll leap up to my God: who pulls me down?
See, see, where Christ's blood streams in the firmament
One drop would save my soul, half a drop.
Ah, my Christ!
Ah, rend not my heart for naming of my Christ!
Yet will I call on him.
Oh, spare me, Lucifer! Where is it now?
'Tis gone: and see where God stretcheth out his arm,
and bends his ireful brows.
Mountains and hills, come, come,
and fall on me!