The centre and
the whole.
Fool's talk it is !
Consider
the futility of mind !
Realize utterly how mean,
how dull,
How fruitless is Philosophy
!
Elizabeth.
Indeed
My brain is baffled.
But
I see your point.
Talking of God, even imagining.
Insane!
But for aspiring — that I will
!
Tannhauser.
That is true marriage, in my estimate.
Aspire together to one Deity
.-'
Yes
!
But to love thee otherwise than that
?
Elizabeth.
This one thing clearly do
I
understand
:
We shall not marry.
It
is
well, my lord.
Tannhauser.
Miserable,
miserable me
!
I
bring
Hate and disruption
and unhappiness
Unto all purity
I
chance
to touch.
I
have no hope but
I
am fallen now
;
So journey,
in this purpose of despair,
To Lilith and the Venusberg.