[174] This self-resounding—as the Æolian-harp [riesen-harfe, giant-harp, in German.—Tr.], when the weather changes, sounds without a touch—is common in sick-headache and other maladies of weakness; hence in dying; for instance, in Jacob Boehme, life, like a concert-clock, rung out its hours amidst surrounding harmonies.
[175] Some disinterested love or other must from eternity have existed. As there are eternal truths, so must there also be an eternal love.
[176] For the same reason, perhaps, that the poet does not see his, so often and distinctly beheld, creations pass in his dreams among the images of the day.
[177] For on his and her sacrament-day he had imagined her death by lightning.
[178] The winter stock-jelliflower.
[179] Jean Paul's second volume ends here.—Tr.
