And radiant colours filled with spirit-life.
(Enter Maria, unobserved by Johannes.)
And when my courage faileth me, once more
Of thee, my friend most noble, do I think.
At thy soul’s fire my love of work is warmed;
Thy spirit-light awakes my faith anew.
(He sees Maria.)
Oh, thou art here.… Impatiently I craved
Thy coming, yet I marked not thine approach!
Maria: