Air of Faust

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The Air of Faust
by Hector Berlioz
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Thou sweet twilight, be welcome!
Thee greet I from my heart.
Thou softly fillst this place, to chaste repose set apart,
Wherein I feel a vision kiss my fevered brow, like the balmy breath of early morning.
Sure, ’tis love, sure, ’tis love, inspires me.
Oh, how I feel my cares take wings and fly away!
How dear to me this silence.
How joyously I breathe this pure air!
O youthful maiden, my sweet enslaver!
How I love thee, O earthly angel!
What awful joy this moment, this moment swells my heart!
With what ecstasy I gaze on thy maidenly couch!
How sweet the air of this chamber!
O God, O God! after long years of torture,
What joy is mine!
O God! O God! after long years of torture,
What joy is mine!

This work was published before January 1, 1923, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.