Four Mystery Plays. Rudolf Steiner

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      Capesius:

      Take then thine own reward where’t may be found.

      The impulse that doth drive the souls of men

      To seek true spirit-heights within themselves

      Set their own measure, their own order make.

      Creation were not possible for man

      If others wished to claim what he had made.

      The song that trills from out the linnet’s throat

      Sufficeth for itself; and so doth man

      Find his reward, when in his fashioning work

      He doth experience creative joy.

      (Lightning and thunder.)

      Spirit:

      It is not meet to grudge me my reward.

      If ye yourselves cannot repay the debt

      Then tell the woman, who endowed your souls

      With power, that she must pay instead of you.

      (Exit.)

      Capesius:

      He hath departed. Whither turn we now?

      To find our way aright in these new worlds

      Must be, it seems, the first care of our minds.

      Strader:

      To follow confidently the best way,

      That we can find, with sure but cautious tread,

      Methinks should lead us straightway to the goal.

      Capesius:

      Rather should we be silent as to goal.

      That we shall find if we courageously

      Obey the impulse of our inner self,

      Which speaks thus to me: ‘Let Truth be thy guide;

      May it unfold strong powers within thyself

      And mould them with the noblest fashioning

      In all that thou shalt do; then must thy steps

      Attain their destined goal, nor go astray.’

      Strader:

      Yet from the outset it were best our steps

      Should not lack consciousness of their true goal,

      If we would be of service unto men

      And give them happiness. He, who would serve

      Himself alone, doth follow his own heart;

      But he, who wills to serve his neighbour best,

      Must surely know his life’s necessities.

      (The Other Maria, also in soul-form, emerges from the rocks, covered with precious stones.)

      But see! What wondrous being’s this? It seems

      As though the rock itself did give it birth.

      From what world-depths do such strange forms arise?

      The Other Maria:

      I wrest my way through solid rock, and fain

      Would clothe in human speech its very will;

      I sense earth’s essence and with human brains

      I fain would think the thoughts of Earth herself.

      I breathe the purest airs of life, and shape

      The powers of air to feel as doth mankind.

      Strader:

      Then thou canst not assist us in our quest.

      For far aloft from men’s endeavour stands

      All that which must abide in nature’s realm.

      Capesius:

      Lady, I like thy words, and I would fain

      Translate thy form of speech into mine own.

      The Other Maria:

      Most strange doth seem to me your proud discourse.

      For, when ye speak yourselves, unto mine ear

      Your words do sound incomprehensible.

      But if I let them echo in my heart

      And issue in new form, they spread abroad

      O’er all that lives in mine environment

      And solve for me its hidden mystery.

      Capesius:

      If this, thy speech, be true, then change for us

      Into thy speech, that nature may respond,

      The question of the true worth of our lives.

      For we ourselves lack power to question thus

      Great mother nature that we may be heard.

      The Other Maria:

      In me ye only see an humble maid

      Of that high spirit-being, which doth dwell

      In that domain whence ye have just now come.

      There hath been given me this field of work

      That here in lowliness I may show forth

      Her mirrored image unto mortal sense.

      Capesius:

      So then we have just fled from that domain

      Wherein our longing could have been assuaged?

      The Other Maria:

      And if ye do not find again the way,

      Your efforts shall be fruitless evermore.

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