[6] _Caroline_, i. 393. [7] _Caroline_, i. 347, 348. [8] _Caroline_, ii. 2. [9] _Caroline_, ii. 237. VIII SCHLEIERMACHER'S LETTERS The Romanticists themselves were by no means satisfied with _Lucinde_. Novalis has most to say in its favour. He is of opinion that there are few such personal books; it seems to him that in it all the workings of the author's mind may be observed as distinctly as the play of chemical forces during the dissolution of a lump of sugar in a glass of water. He is somewhat disturbed by the species of delusion prevailing throughout the work, which makes man, the thinking being, a mere natural force, and which takes such possession of the reader that he finds himself deeply interested in what is simply sensual instinct. Moreover, the whole is not simple enough, not sufficiently free from pedantry. Yet "Romantic chords" are not lacking, and it is not so much the matter as the form to which he objects. He writes at once to Caroline Schlegel: "There is nothing to object to in the ideas, but in the manner of expressing them there is a good deal which strikes me as being borrowed from Krates [the cynic]. The cry, 'Be cynical!' is not yet heard among us, and even really advanced women will blame the beautiful Athenian for having made the market-place her bridal chamber." Quite true; only it was not the luckless Dorothea who was to blame for the profanation, even though she did not feel incensed by the public exhibition, as we do on her behalf; her lord and master was alone to blame. We have seen that Caroline soon allowed her satirical wit free play in writing of _Lucinde_; and A. W. Schlegel, Schelling, Steffens, and the others privately regarded it as an _enfant terrible_, whatever their public utterances may have been. A. W. Schlegel indeed wrote, in a sonnet to Friedrich:-- "Dich führt zur Dichtung Andacht brünst'ger Liebe, Du willst zum Tempel dir das Leben bilden, Wo Götterrecht die Freiheit lös' und binde. Und dass ohn' Opfer der Altar nicht bliebe, Entführtest Du den himmlischen Gefilden, Die hohe Gluth der leuchtenden Lucinde."[1]