Upon the naked rocks of Caucasus,
As I am rivetted and forged to thee—
Who art thou, fearful, execrable shape?
(From the springs and rocks resounds:)
Know thou thyself, O man.
Johannes:
Oh yea, I know thee; for thou art myself:
Knowledge doth chain to thee, pernicious beast,
(Enter Maria unnoticed by Johannes.)
Chain mine own self to thee, pernicious beast.