That in good truth the Spirit's purpose was To re-unite us, clearly may be seen, Although we read it not aright at first. As wife and helpmeet, sent me from above, So didst thou seem to me, when first we met. And then my long-lost sister did I find. CECILIA: And henceforth nothing shall divide us twain. THOMAS: Yet many obstacles between us rise. Thy foster-parents by close ties are bound Unto the brotherhood which I must spurn. CECILIA: They are incarnate love and kindness both; And loyal friendship will they give to thee. THOMAS: My creed will separate me from their love. CECILIA: Through me you will find out the way to them. THOMAS: Keane, the dear fellow, is so obstinate; He never will see aught but darkness there Where I perceive the very fount of light. In riper years it was first granted me To turn my steps toward this light of truth, Since all I learned of it in childhood's days Upon my spirit made but little mark; Whilst later on, my every thought was bent On scientific knowledge as a means To gain a livelihood. When I came here At last I found the teacher and the guide Who had the power to liberate my soul. The teaching he hath let me listen to Doth bear the very stamp of truth itself. Such is his speech that heart and head alike Must yield themselves as captives to his words, So full at once of gentleness and good. I took the greatest trouble heretofore To understand the other spirit type; And found it could but unto error lead. Since it clings only to those spirit-powers Which may be faithful guides in earthly ways But cannot lift one up to higher worlds. How shall I therefore ever find the way Into the hearts of people who believe That from this error all salvation springs? CECILIA: I hear thy words, dear brother, and they seem The product of no peaceful frame of mind. Yet 'tis a peaceful scene of former days Which they have reawakened in my soul. 'Twas one Good Friday, many years ago, I saw the scene of which I speak to thee. It happened that upon that day the man Who wore my brother's features, said to me: 'From source divine hath sprung the human soul; It can in death dive down to nature's depths, In time it will set spirit free from death.' Not until afterwards was I aware That these words are the motto of our knights. THOMAS: Alas! my sister, that thy lips should speak Those evil words, which our opponents take As revelation of the highest truth. CECILIA: