I see it clearly now. And when one thinks
The enemy subdued, behold him rise
Out of defeat and stronger than before.
Moreover ’tis a foe with added skill
To hide the truth with cloak of counterfeit.
(Maria sinks into deep thought.)
(The three Spirit-Figures of the soul-powers appear.)
Maria:
Ye sisters, whom I find in Being’s depths
Whene’er my soul expands and guides herself