But I shall strive throughout eternity,
[1]Until—perchance—I gain the victory.
One must make use of what is not yet lost.
(The following so that it is again audible to Strader):
Thou seest I do not flatter with fine words,
Indeed I do not wish to please mankind.
He who would inspiration seek for lofty aims
In speech well-regulated and arranged,
Needs must betake himself to other worlds.
But, who with reason and a sense for truth