Theodosius:
Through this, thine insight, thou dost give me power
To make Maria’s soul-light on the earth
Run smooth and evenly upon its path:
For aye aforetime it must lose its might
In souls, such as thine own was heretofore,
Which would not unify their light with love.
Johannes (to the Other Maria):
I see in thee the nature of that soul,
Which also holdeth sway within mine own.