>Bach’s music is certainly a conception of the world, his figurations, devoid of feeling, are like unfeeling Nature itself—birth and death, winds, storms, sunshine—all these things take place just like such a figuration; the idea of the individual, in Bach always extraordinarily beautiful and full of feeling, is the same which asserts itself in all this to-ing and fro-ing, as steadfast as the Protestant faith itself. Mozart gives us a picture of this juxtaposition of the two things in Die Zauberflote, where the two guides sing to Tamino about eternal wandering and toiling; this is Bachian in feeling. And it belongs to the organ, which is as devoid of feeling as the universal soul, yet at the same time so powerful. In the themes dance motives alternate with hymns.