Four Mystery Plays. Rudolf Steiner

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      Then what we have to deal with is a state,

      Such as so often happens, contrary

      To all the laws of nature; and which we

      Must merely estimate as some disease.

      And only healthy thought, securely based

      On fully conscious sense-impressions, can

      Pass judgment on the riddles set by life.

      Strader:

      Yet even here one fact presents itself;

      And what we now have heard must have some worth—

      For, even if we set aside all else

      It doth compel the thought that spirit-power

      Can cause thought-transference from soul to soul.

      Astrid:

      Ah me, if ye would only dare to tread

      The ground your mode of thought doth choose to shun:

      As snow before the sunlight’s piercing glare

      Your vain delusion needs must melt away,

      Which makes the moods revealéd, in such minds

      Appear diseased, abnormal, wonderful.

      They are suggestive, but they are not strange.

      And small this wonder doth appear to me

      When I compare it with the myriad

      Of wonders that make up my daily life.

      Capesius:

      Nay, nay, one thing it is to recognize

      What lies before our eyes on every side,

      But quite another, what is shown us here.

      Strader:

      Of spirit ’tis not necessary to speak

      Until there are things shown to us which lie

      Outside the strictly circled boundary

      Set by the laws of scientific thought.

      Astrid:

      The clear shaft of the sunlight on the dew

      Which glistens in the morning’s golden light,

      (Enter Felix Balde.)

      The hurling stream that riseth ’neath the rock,

      The thunder rumbling in the cloud-wrapped sky,

      All these do speak to me a spirit tongue:

      I strove to understand it; and I know

      That of this speech’s meaning and its might,

      Only a faint reflection can be glimpsed

      Through your investigations, as they are.

      And when that kind of speech sank deep within

      My heart, I found my soul’s true joy at last.

      Nor could aught else, but human words alone

      And spirit teaching grant this gift to me.

      Felix Balde:

      Those words rang true indeed.

      Maria:

      Those words rang true indeed. I must essay

      To tell what joy fills all my heart to see

      (Enter Felicia Balde.)

      For the first time here with us yonder man,

      Of whom we oft have heard; and joy doth cause

      The wish to see him here full many times.

      Felix Balde:

      It is not usual for me that I should

      Associate with such a crowd of men:

      And not alone unusual——

      Felicia:

      And not alone unusual—— Aye, ’tis so.

      His nature drives us into solitude

      Away from all; year in, year out, we hear

      Scarce any other converse save our own.

      And if this good man here from time to time

      (Pointing to Capesius.)

      Came not to linger in our cottage home,

      We scarce should realize that other men,

      Besides ourselves, live on the earth at all.

      And if the man, who spake such wondrous words

      But recently in yonder lecture-hall,

      And who affected us so potently,

      Did not full many a time my Felix meet,

      When he is gone about his daily tasks,

      Ye would know nought of our forgotten life.

      Maria:

      So the professor often visits you?

      Capesius:

      Assuredly. And I may tell you all,

      The very deep indebtedness I feel

      To this good woman, who doth give to me

      In rich abundance, what none other can.

      Maria:

      And of what nature are these gifts of hers?

      Capesius:

      If I would tell the tale, then must I touch

      A thing that verily doth seem to me

      More wonderful than much that here I’ve heard,

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