Preliminary drafts: Scenes not included in the drama

THOMASIUS: Sublime ruler in the splendor of beauty, Who shines with a dignity That reveals in the sun's eye The deepest reasons of the world Which reveals in the sun's eye The deepest reasons of the worlds And needs nothing for your revelation But only the essence of your own will: No commandments speak from your lips, Which seem to be a duty to follow. Within, the soul must stir, Which turns to you in understanding, In freedom, every impulse, To be like yourself. For such a being becomes An image of inner perfection. Here, where the murkiness of the earthly veil Is taken from me, I understand your true nature for the first time. In human confusion, You must show yourself differently Than you truly are. There, your instincts seem to oppose The higher nature of human beings, And life seems worthy Only when it fights against What comes from you. But when these instincts are transformed Into precious metal, As they appear here in your true form They form the highest in the world. They secure for the beings Who possess them a noble radiance of light, So that the beauty of the worlds In its own power May join it worthily.