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Bro. Goethe's Profession Of Faith.
of faith , was , some time since , reproduced in the Bwuhiitte , the organ of the German reformers , and a translation of the same appeared more recently in the pages of our French contemporary , the Monde Macormique ; it is the
colloquy between Faust and Gretchen , in which the former tries to persuade his beloved one that his religious opinions are not at issue with the tenets of Christian faith , the conclusion at Avhich Gretchen arrives being that there must be "
something wrong" about it . Lately , an excellent translation of Goethe ' s masterpiece , superior in many respects to those which had previously appeared in this country , was published by Mr . Theodore Martin , * and ive
have no doubt our readers ivill be glad , in perusing the scene in question , to judge for themselves as to the soundness of Goethe ' s religious vieivs : —¦
SCENE IX . —MARTHA'S GARDEN . MARGAEET , FAUST . Margaret . —Promise me , Henry ! Faust . — What I can , I will . Margaret—HOAV do you stand about religion , say ? You are a thoroughly good man , but still
I fear you don't think much about it any ivay . Faust . —Hush , hush , my child 1 You feel I love you . Good ! For those I love could lay doivn life , and ivould . So man would I of creed or church bereave . Margaret . —That is not right ; we must ourselves believe . Faust . —Must we ? Margaret . — Ahcould I but persuade youdear !
, , You do not even the sacraments revere . Faust . —Revere , I clo . Margaret . — But seek them not , alas ! Eor long you ' ve never gone to shrift or mass . Do you believe in God ? Faust . — Love , who dare say , I do believe in God ? you may
Ask priest or sage , and their reply Will only seem to mystify , And mock you . Margaret . — Then you don't believe ?
Faust . —My meaning , darling , do not misconceive . Him who dare name ? Or who proclaim , Him I believe ? Who feel , Yet steel Himself to say ; him I clo not believe ? The all-embracer
, The all-sustainer , Embraces and sustains he not i Thee , me , himself ? Rears not the heaven its arch above ? Does not the firm-set earth beneath us lie ? And with the tender gaze of love Climb not tbe everlasting stars on hih ?
g Do I not gaze upon thee , eye to eye , And all the ivorld of sight , and sense , and sound ? Bears it not in upon thy heart and brain , And mystically weave around Thy being influences that never lvane ?
Bro. Goethe's Profession Of Faith.
Fill thy heart , then , even unto overflowing ; And when ivith thrill ecstatic thou art glowing , Then call it whatsoe ' er thou wilt—Bliss!—heart!—love 1—God 1 Name for it I have none 1 Feeling is ail in all ; Name is but sound ancl smoke , Shrouding heaven ' s golden glow !
Margaret— -All this is beautiful and good ; just so The priest , too , speaks to us at times , In words though somewhat different . Faust . —So speak the hearts of all men in all climes , O'er ivbich the blessed sky is bent , On which the blessed light of heaven doth shine , Each in a language that is his ;
Then why not I in mine ? Margaret . —To hear yon speak , it looks not much amiss , But still there's something , love , about it wrong For , Christian , you are not , I see .
Freemasonry In The United States.
FREEMASONRY IN THE UNITED STATES .
We have received the published | 3 roceedings of the Grand Lodge of Kentucky at the last grand annual communication . The opening of the Grand Master ' s address is very reassuring ; we here quote his graphic language : _
" Time in his onward flight , has brought us tothe 66 th annual communication of the Grand Lodge . Whilst assembled around the altar , let us offer up to the Great Architect of the TTniverseonr heartfelt thanks for the manifold blessings
which He has shoAvered upon us . When last we met here , the lurid cloud of civil Avar threatened swift destruction to our dearest earthly interests . Belligerent armies , of kindred people , marshalled in dread array , engaged in moral strife , and all the
elements of destruction ivere at their deadly work . But UOAV peace sheds abroad her benign influences , the storm of war has ceased , the fell passions ivhich raged so madly are hushed , and universal gladness is diffused throughout the
length and breadth of our beloved land . It is the mission of our divine art to minister to the afflicted , to bind up the Avounds of the captive ,
ancl speak words of comfort and peace to the troubled heart , as well as to teach the grand principles of Masonry . Let us be true to our calling , and aid in restoring that paternal love that should animate the hearts of all the citizens
of our common country . Let us wipe away the tear from the ividow's eyes , ancl minister to the Avants of the bereaved orphan . " Congratulate yourselves , that amidst all the convulsions that have so deeply agitated our country , when destruction threatened all our loved Institutions , Masonry—venerable with the hoary
Note: This text has been automatically extracted via Optical Character Recognition (OCR) software.
Bro. Goethe's Profession Of Faith.
of faith , was , some time since , reproduced in the Bwuhiitte , the organ of the German reformers , and a translation of the same appeared more recently in the pages of our French contemporary , the Monde Macormique ; it is the
colloquy between Faust and Gretchen , in which the former tries to persuade his beloved one that his religious opinions are not at issue with the tenets of Christian faith , the conclusion at Avhich Gretchen arrives being that there must be "
something wrong" about it . Lately , an excellent translation of Goethe ' s masterpiece , superior in many respects to those which had previously appeared in this country , was published by Mr . Theodore Martin , * and ive
have no doubt our readers ivill be glad , in perusing the scene in question , to judge for themselves as to the soundness of Goethe ' s religious vieivs : —¦
SCENE IX . —MARTHA'S GARDEN . MARGAEET , FAUST . Margaret . —Promise me , Henry ! Faust . — What I can , I will . Margaret—HOAV do you stand about religion , say ? You are a thoroughly good man , but still
I fear you don't think much about it any ivay . Faust . —Hush , hush , my child 1 You feel I love you . Good ! For those I love could lay doivn life , and ivould . So man would I of creed or church bereave . Margaret . —That is not right ; we must ourselves believe . Faust . —Must we ? Margaret . — Ahcould I but persuade youdear !
, , You do not even the sacraments revere . Faust . —Revere , I clo . Margaret . — But seek them not , alas ! Eor long you ' ve never gone to shrift or mass . Do you believe in God ? Faust . — Love , who dare say , I do believe in God ? you may
Ask priest or sage , and their reply Will only seem to mystify , And mock you . Margaret . — Then you don't believe ?
Faust . —My meaning , darling , do not misconceive . Him who dare name ? Or who proclaim , Him I believe ? Who feel , Yet steel Himself to say ; him I clo not believe ? The all-embracer
, The all-sustainer , Embraces and sustains he not i Thee , me , himself ? Rears not the heaven its arch above ? Does not the firm-set earth beneath us lie ? And with the tender gaze of love Climb not tbe everlasting stars on hih ?
g Do I not gaze upon thee , eye to eye , And all the ivorld of sight , and sense , and sound ? Bears it not in upon thy heart and brain , And mystically weave around Thy being influences that never lvane ?
Bro. Goethe's Profession Of Faith.
Fill thy heart , then , even unto overflowing ; And when ivith thrill ecstatic thou art glowing , Then call it whatsoe ' er thou wilt—Bliss!—heart!—love 1—God 1 Name for it I have none 1 Feeling is ail in all ; Name is but sound ancl smoke , Shrouding heaven ' s golden glow !
Margaret— -All this is beautiful and good ; just so The priest , too , speaks to us at times , In words though somewhat different . Faust . —So speak the hearts of all men in all climes , O'er ivbich the blessed sky is bent , On which the blessed light of heaven doth shine , Each in a language that is his ;
Then why not I in mine ? Margaret . —To hear yon speak , it looks not much amiss , But still there's something , love , about it wrong For , Christian , you are not , I see .
Freemasonry In The United States.
FREEMASONRY IN THE UNITED STATES .
We have received the published | 3 roceedings of the Grand Lodge of Kentucky at the last grand annual communication . The opening of the Grand Master ' s address is very reassuring ; we here quote his graphic language : _
" Time in his onward flight , has brought us tothe 66 th annual communication of the Grand Lodge . Whilst assembled around the altar , let us offer up to the Great Architect of the TTniverseonr heartfelt thanks for the manifold blessings
which He has shoAvered upon us . When last we met here , the lurid cloud of civil Avar threatened swift destruction to our dearest earthly interests . Belligerent armies , of kindred people , marshalled in dread array , engaged in moral strife , and all the
elements of destruction ivere at their deadly work . But UOAV peace sheds abroad her benign influences , the storm of war has ceased , the fell passions ivhich raged so madly are hushed , and universal gladness is diffused throughout the
length and breadth of our beloved land . It is the mission of our divine art to minister to the afflicted , to bind up the Avounds of the captive ,
ancl speak words of comfort and peace to the troubled heart , as well as to teach the grand principles of Masonry . Let us be true to our calling , and aid in restoring that paternal love that should animate the hearts of all the citizens
of our common country . Let us wipe away the tear from the ividow's eyes , ancl minister to the Avants of the bereaved orphan . " Congratulate yourselves , that amidst all the convulsions that have so deeply agitated our country , when destruction threatened all our loved Institutions , Masonry—venerable with the hoary