If on thy weakness he is pouring fear.
Lucifer:
Who flees from me will love me all the same.
Children of Earth have loved me from the first
And only think that hatred is my due.
So do they ever seek me in my deeds.
If I had not as ornament to life
Sent beauty to their souls, they would long since
Have pined away in truth’s cold empty forms
Throughout the long dull progress of the Earth.