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FAUST.

Must one?

MARGARET.

Ah, thee could I but influence.

The sacrament, too, thou dost not reverence.

FAUST.

I reverence it.

MARGARET.

But still unlovingly.

Hast not confessed, nor been to mass for ages!
Believest thou in God?

FAUST.

My love, who dares reply

I believe in God? Ask it of priests or sages,
And 'twill appear the answer that they give

But mocks the asker.

MARGARET.

Then thou dost not believe?

FAUST.

Thou angel aspect, do not misconceive

My words. Who is there dares to name his name?

And who proclaim —

I believe?

Who feel,

Yet nerve himself

To say-I believe him not?

He that encompasses the universe,*

The all sustainer,

Sustains he not

Thee--me-Himself?

Doth not the heaven vault itself above us?
Lies not the solid earth beneath our feet?

And rise not with their friendly gleam
The immortal stars on high?

Gaze we not into one another's eyes?
And doth not all impress

Conviction on thy head, thy heart,

"Apart from considerations of space and time, we know this fact, that we are in the midst of Being, whose amoun perhaps, we cannot estimate, but which is yet all so exquisitely related, that the perfection of its parts has no dependance upon their magnitude-of Being, within whose august bosom the little ant has its home, secure as the path of the most splendid star, and whose mightiest intervals - if Infinite Power has built up its framework-Infinite Mercy and Infinite Love glowingly fill and give all things warmth, and lustre, and life-the sense of the presence of God."-Nicholls' Architecture of the Heavens.

And interweave within thy soul,

Shrouded in mystery eternal,

Through what is visible, the invisible?*

Fill thence thine heart, how big soe'er it be ;
And when entirely in the feeling blessed,
Then call it what thou willest.

Call it Bliss!-Heart!-Love!-God!
I have no name for it.

Feeling is all in all.

Name is but sound and smoke,†

Clouding the glow of heaven.

These are thy glorious works, Parent of Good,
Almighty, thine this universal frame,

Thus wondrous fair-Thyself how wondrous then,
Unspeakable, that sittest above those heavens,

To us invisible, or dimly seen

In these thy lowest works; yet these declare
Thy goodness beyond thought, and power divine.

Effulgence of my glory, Son beloved,

Paradise Lost.

Son, in whose face invisible is beheld

Visibly what by Deity I am.

Paradise Lost.

"There can only be one substance, God. Whatever is, is God, and without God nothing can be conceived; for he is the sole substance, and modes cannot be conceived without sub

MARGARET.

All that is very good and fair.

Much the same thing doth the priest declare,
Although in different words.

stance; but besides modes and substance nothing exists. God is not corporeal, but body is a mode of God, and therefore uncreated. God is the cause of all things, and that immanently, but not transiently. He is the efficient cause of their essence as well as their existence, since otherwise their essence might be conceived without God, which is absurd. Thus all particular and concrete things are only the accidents or affections of God's attributes, or modes in which they are determinately expressed. God's power is the same as his essence, for he is the necessary cause both of himself and all things, and it is as impossible for us to conceive him not to act, as not to exist. God, viewed in the attributes of his infinite substance, is the same as Nature, that is, to use his fine and subtle expression, Natura naturans ;' but in another sense, Nature, or natura naturata,' expresses only the modes under which the divine attributes appear.

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"The universe is taken as the manifestation of the Deity, not, as many suppose, as the Deity himself, but, to use the words of Cousin, the Deity passing into activity, but not exhausted by the act.

"God then, according to Spinoza, is the 'idea immanens,' the fundamental fact and reality of all existence, the only power, the only eternity. What we name the universe, is only the visible aspect, the realised form of his existence."—Spinoza.

FAUST.

So everywhere,

All hearts beneath the light of heavenly day,
Each in its own peculiar language, say.
And why not I in mine?

It is remarkable that in the early editions, instead of' Name is sound and smoke,' the text stood Nature is sound and smoke.'

“Contrivance, if established, appears to me to prove everything that we wish to prove. Amongst other things, it proves the PERSONALITY of the Deity, as distinguished from what is sometimes called nature, sometimes called a principle; which terms, in the mouths of those who use them philosophically, seem to be intended to admit and to express an efficacy, but to exclude and to deny a personal agent. Now that which can contrive, which can design, must be a person. These capacities constitute personality, for they imply consciousness and thought. They require that which can perceive an end or purpose, as well as the power of providing means and directing them to their end. They require a centre, in which perceptions unite, and from which volitions flow,-which is mind. The acts of a mind prove the existence of a mind, and in whatever a mind resides, is a person. The seat of intellect is a person. We have no authority to limit the properties of mind to any particular corporeal form, or to any particular circumscription of space. These properties subsist in created nature under a great variety of sensible forms; also every animated being has its sensorium, that is, a certain portion of space, within which perception and

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