With beauty’s light, which here as wisdom lives.
Torquatus’ Soul: (Figure visible as far as the breast, blue aura, green wings.)
Desire’s reflection dost them but behold
Which I allow to shine from my soul’s sheath
Into thy sphere in loyal spirit-troth.
Fate’s primal forces have appointed me
To be the means to give thee meekness here.
Thus souls in spirit do serve other souls.
Thy cold hard reason never could attain
Life’s gift of sympathy without mine aid.