Was waer' ein Gott der nur von aussen stiesse, Im Kreis das All am Finger laufen liesse Ihm ziemt's, die Welt im Innern zu bewegen, Natur in sich, sich in Natur zu hegen.' See also pp. 185–186. Footnote 14: There were no really high mountains in shape, very large organ.
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