In lofty pictures loveliness sublime:
Which pictures, even if their substance now
Seems but a shadow in the human soul,
Are yet the buds which in the future worlds
Will open out to blossom and to fruit.
So through his body man may serve the gods.
And his soul’s life doth show in its true light
Only when in his body he doth find
The power to give his “I” reality.
Capesius: