Still,
I must see his symbol of the Sun,
The Winepress,
and the Beauty !
Puerile
And pagan
to that old mysterious one,
The awful Light and the anointed Vial,
The Dawning of the Blood, even
as a smile :
Even as a smile on Beauty's burning cheek-
Ha !
In a circle ?
As this journey
is ?
How vain is man's imagining and weak !
Begod my lady, and my lady's kiss ?
Back swing we to the pitiful
abyss.
Liken God's being to the life of man.
So reason staggers.
Angels,
answer me
!
Ye who have watched the far unfolding plan—
How is time shorter than eternity ?
Prove it and weigh !
By mind it cannot be.
All our divisions spring in our own brain.
See !
As upsprings on the horizon there
A clefted hill contemptuous of the plain.
(Why, which is higher ?)
I am in despair.
Let me essay the Pharaoh
and his prayer
!
[ Tannh'diiser speaks the Word of Double Power.
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