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goethe-faust-1119		goethe-faust-1119			.txt	text/plain	34240	5240	97	Thou, Spirit of the Earth, art nearer: Thou busy Spirit, how near I feel to thee! Dost thou thy father honor, as a youth? Thou seest, not vain the threats I bring thee: Thy steps through life, I'll guide thee,-Then art thou from thy service free! But thou hast heard, 'tis not of joy we're talking. Thou art a grandchild, therefore woe to thee! With all thy likeness to God, thou'lt yet be a sorry example! To let thee see how smooth life runs away. Know'st thou, at last, thy Lord and Master? Thou'lt find, this drink thy blood compelling, Thou art a dear, good-hearted man, 'Tis long since thou hast been to mass or to confession. Thy guilty heart shall then dismay thee. Thee, too!--'Tis thou! And yet 'tis thou, so good, so kind to see! If thou feel'st it is I, then come with me!	./cache/goethe-faust-1119.txt	./txt/goethe-faust-1119.txt