ts himself on Evil's side, Chooses the Black, and sure it is His path leads down to the abyss; But he who doth his nature feed With steadfastness and loyal deed Lies open to the heavenly light And takes his portion with the White. But Wolfram's poem has no system, and shows good feeling rather than settled conviction.
Above all it is wandering (as he himself confesses), and altogether wants any controlling purpose.
But to whatever extent Christianity had insinuated itself into and colored European literature, it was mainly as mythology.
The Christian idea had never yet incorporated itself.
It was to make its avatar in Dante.
To understand fully what he accomplished we must form some conception of what is meant by the Christian idea.
To bring it into fuller relief, let us contrast it with the Greek idea as it appears in poetry; for we are not dealing with a question of theology so much as with one of aesthetics.
Greek art at its highest point is doubtless the most perfect that