Then whoever Love and he joined in animating with their breath became an artist.
There was also a thoroughly comic figure and one with many humorous touches.

Intellect's page, Instinct, who had risen from the lily with him, was a comical fellow.

When he tried to follow his master's flight he fell after the first few strokes of his wings, and usually among nettles.

Only when some base advantage was to be gained on earth did this servant succeed better than his master.

The mother, Matter, whom for the sake of the verse I called by her Greek name Hyle, was also invested with a shade of comedy as a dissatisfied wife and the mother-in-law of Intellect.
In regard to the whole Poem of the World I will observe that, up to the time I finished the last line, I had never studied the kindred systems of the Neo-Platonics or the Gnostics.
The verses which described the moment when Matter drew her fiery children to her heart and thus warmed it, another passage in which men who were destitute of intellect sought to destroy themselves and Love resolved to sacrifice her own life, and, lastly, the song where Intellect rises from the lily, besides many others, were worthy, in my opinion, of being preserved.
What first diverted my attention from the work was, as has been mentioned, the study of Feuerbach, to which I had been induced by a letter from the geographer Karl Andree.