Tannhäuser

The centre and the whole. Fool's talk it is ! Consider the futility of mind ! Realize utterly how mean, how dull, How fruitless is Philosophy ! Elizabeth. Indeed My brain is baffled. But I see your point. Talking of God, even imagining. Insane! But for aspiring — that I will ! Tannhauser. That is true marriage, in my estimate. Aspire together to one Deity .-' Yes ! But to love thee otherwise than that ? Elizabeth. This one thing clearly do I understand : We shall not marry. It is well, my lord. Tannhauser. Miserable, miserable me ! I bring Hate and disruption and unhappiness Unto all purity I chance to touch. I have no hope but I am fallen now ; So journey, in this purpose of despair, To Lilith and the Venusberg.