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darksome being formed of shadows black.

      ‘Who art thou then?’ the dry truth-seeker asked.

      ‘Love,’ said the one; the other answered, ‘Hate.’

      But these two beings’ words fell on deaf ears;

      The man heard not, but wandered blindly on

      In his dry search for truth from East to West.

      Felicia:

      And who art thou, who thus against my wish

      Dost parody my words in his own way

      Until they sound a very mockery?

      Germanus:

      Only a dwarf-like image of me lives

      In man, and therein many things are thought,

      That are but mockery of their own selves.

      When I do show them in the actual size,

      In which they do appear within my brain.

      Felicia:

      And therefore dost thou also mock at me?

      Germanus:

      I must right often ply this trade of mine;

      Yet mostly men do hear me not, so now

      I seized for once this opportunity

      To speak as well where men can hear my words.

      Johannes (out of his meditation):

      This was the man, who of himself did say

      That spirit-light grew of its own accord

      Within his brain; and Dame Felicia came,

      Just like her husband, as she is in life.

       Curtain

      Scene 7

       Table of Contents

       The domain of spirit: a scene of various coloured crystal rocks and a few trees. Maria, Philia, Astrid, Luna; the child; Johannes, first at a distance, then coming nearer; Theodora; lastly Benedictus.

      Maria:

      Ye sisters, who so often proved of old

      My helpers, help me also in this hour;

      That I may cause to vibrate in itself

      The ether of the worlds. Let it resound

      In harmony, and thus resounding reach

      And permeate a soul with knowledge true.

      Signs can I see which guide us to our work;

      For your work must unite itself with mine.

      Johannes, he who strives, by our designs

      To real existence shall be lifted up.

      The brethren in the temple counsel took

      How they should guide him to the heights of light

      Out of the depths, and they expect of us

      To fill his soul with power for such high flight.

      Thou shalt absorb for me, my Philia,

      The light’s clear essence from the breadths of space;

      And fill thyself with all the charm of sound,

      Which wells from out the soul’s creative power;

      That thou mayst then impart to me the gifts

      Which thou dost gather from the spirit’s depths.

      Then can I weave their perfect harmonies

      In the soul-stirring rhythmic dance of spheres.

      Thou, Astrid, too, loved mirror of my soul,

      Thou shalt produce within the flowing light,

      The power of shade that colours may shine forth;

      Thou shalt give shape to formless harmonies,

      That as world-substance weaveth to and fro

      It may sound forth upon its living way.

      So am I able to entrust to man,

      When he doth seek, a spirit-consciousness.

      And thou, strong Luna, firm in thine own self,

      E’en like the living marrow, which doth grow

      Within the centre of the tree, do thou

      Unite unto thy sisters’ gifts thine own;

      Impress thereon thy personality,

      That he who seeks may wisdom’s surety find.

      Philia:

      With clearest essence of the light will I

      From world-wide breadths of space myself imbue;

      From distant ether-bounds will I breathe deep

      Living sound-substance that such things may cause

      Thy work, beloved sister, to succeed.

      Astrid:

      I will weave through the beaming web of light

      Subduing darkness, and I will condense

      The living sounds, that, sounding, they may glow,

      And glowing, sound; that thou mayst thus direct,

      Beloved sister, soul-life’s radiant beam.

      Luna:

      Soul-substance will I warm; and will make hard

      The living ether; that they may condense,

      And feel themselves as living entities

      With active power to fashion their own life;

      That thou, beloved sister, mayst create

      True wisdom’s surety in man’s seeking soul.

      Maria:

      From Philia’s realm shall stream forth conscious joy;

      And water nymphs with their transforming power

      Shall then unfold receptiveness of soul;

      That the awakened one may undergo

      And live the mirth and sorrow of the world.

      From Astrid’s web shall grow the joy of love;

      And sylphs, that live in air, shall then incite

      The soul’s desire to willing sacrifice;

      That thus the consecrated one may give

      New life to sorrow-laden souls of men,

      And comfort those who crave for happiness.

      From Luna’s power shall stream forth solid strength;

      And salamanders with their fiery breath

      Shall then create security of soul;

      That he who knows may find himself again

      In weaving soul-streams and the life of worlds.

      Philia:

      I shall implore the spirits of the world

      That their own being’s light may so enchant

      The

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