Must surely know his life’s necessities.
(The Other Maria, also in soul-form, emerges from the rocks, covered with precious stones.)
But see! What wondrous being’s this? It seems
As though the rock itself did give it birth.
From what world-depths do such strange forms arise?
The Other Maria:
I wrest my way through solid rock, and fain
Would clothe in human speech its very will;
I sense earth’s essence and with human brains
I fain would think the thoughts of Earth herself.