Margaret. Faust. <br /> <br />MARGARET. <br /> <br />DOST thou believe in God? <br /> <br />FAUST. <br /> <br /> <br />Doth mortal live <br /> <br />Who dares to say that he believes in God? <br />Go, bid the priest a truthful answer give, <br /> <br />Go, ask the wisest who on earth e'er trod,-- <br />Their answer will appear to be <br />Given alone in mockery. <br /> <br />MARGARET. <br /> <br />Then thou dost not believe? This sayest thou? <br /> <br />FAUST. <br /> <br />Sweet love, mistake not what I utter now! <br />Who knows His name? <br />Who dares proclaim:-- <br />Him I believe? <br />Who so can feel <br />His heart to steel <br />To sari believe Him not? <br />The All-Embracer, <br />The All-Sustained, <br />Holds and sustains He not <br />Thee, me, Himself? <br /> <br />Hang not the heavens their arch overhead? <br />Lies not the earth beneath us, firm? <br />Gleam not with kindly glances <br />Eternal stars on high? <br />Looks not mine eye deep into thine? <br />And do not all things <br />Crowd on thy head and heart, <br />And round thee twine, in mystery eterne, <br />Invisible, yet visible? <br />Fill, then, thy heart, however vast, with this, <br />And when the feeling perfecteth thy bliss, <br />O, call it what thou wilt, <br />Call it joy! heart! love! God! <br />No name for it I know! <br />'Tis feeling all--nought else; <br />Name is but sound and smoke, <br />Obscuring heaven's bright glow.<br /><br />Johann Wolfgang von Goethe<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/from-faust-vi-scene-a-garden/
