appears the motive of the hut in Goethe Faust again and again. You must not think of Kohler or barbecue hats, no, hut this is a form of existence to live in a way. Of course, in narrow-mindedness and perhaps even poverty, but in cleanliness, surrounded by his loved ones. Faust's soul yearns to be able to live like that, he believes that he does not find in his books, his happiness, but here, that too may here know the answer to that desire, want, what holds the world at heart, is adjusted.
Margaret, he just once, after the church that is seen and with which he changed by then only two sets has lived in such a hut, and as Faust in her absence her home enters because he is the Heart on because he feels that wealth does live here, ok here we find that endearing, that satisfaction level, what is peace. Here his soul to heaven. Yes, it's there really heaven on earth. And fist it is responsible. Although he called the existing limit prison, he feels that happiness lives here. He throws himself into a chair in which also reflected the esteem of the ancestors, who were sitting in it already, where even his love, as it stood was small. hineingebettet
In such a love, order and abundance, has Mephistopheles, the clutter, the devil, the liar, tempt Faust's soul will, no power. Faust pointed him to the door to find words of love can, as they emanate from the heart of a man only rare
Welcome sweet twilight,
Thou this Sanctuary durchwebst!
take my heart, sweet love ',
The you with the dew of hope alive languishing!
breathes As round feeling of silence,
The order of satisfaction!
In this poverty which wealth!
take in this prison, what bliss!
(He throws himself into the leather chair by the bed.)
O on me, you know the ancient world already
in joy and pain in the open arms welcome!
How often, alas! fathers in this throne
Even a group of children has been hanging around!
Maybe, kissed devoutly grateful for the sacred Christian
My darling here, children with full cheeks,
The ancestor of the withered hand.
I feel o girls whisper, your mind
The filling and order around me,
The motherly up daily instructs
the carpet on the table up neatly wide means
your even the sand feet . frizz
O dear hand! Sun godlike!
The cabin is up a kingdom of heaven.
And then something happens, what to experience supreme happiness, the people listened:
Faust knows no more. The love release him from his picture he has of what Max Frisch wrote so enchanting.
Bewitched, enchanted by Margaret hut existence, Faust speaks to himself:
And you! What brought you here?
feel how deeply touched I am!
What do you want here? What is the heart so sore?
Armsel'ger fist! I do not know you anymore.
of thumb is this ancestor that found he could here, what holds the world at heart, not into it to realize in its actuality, it is a momentary Ancestors of his soul. But we realize as his successor can: To find the heart of the world, it needs no cathedral, no cathedral, no auditorium, no Audience or Bhagavad Gita, we can find the secrets of the world in a hut ... perhaps especially in a hut.
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