Other persons now enter'd, the patient's nearest relations,Many articles bringing, and better lodgings announcing.All were inform'd of the maiden's decision, and warmly bless'd Hermann,Both with significant looks, and also with grateful expressions,And one secretly whispered into the ear of another"If the master should turn to a bridegroom, her home is provided."Hermann then presently took her hand, and address'd her as follows"Let us be going; the day is declining, and far off the village."Then the women, with lively expressions, embraced Dorothea;Hermann drew her away; they still continued to greet her.Next the children, with screams and terrible crying attack'd her,Pulling her clothes, their second mother refusing to part from.But first one of the women, and then another rebuked them"Children, hush! to the town she is going, intending to bring youPlenty of gingerbread back, which your brother already had order'd,From the confectioner, when the stork was passing there lately,And she'll soon return, with papers prettily gilded."
Thou often art so strange and coyWhen 'mongst man's busy haunts we move,
A glimmering star;"What glitters above me,
WITH eagerness he drinks the treach'rous potion,
To and fro our restless natures sway;First we feel, and then we find each feeling
And e'en though Amor oft my hours beguil'd,
THE smoke that from thine altar blows,
Like the fair creatures of the poet's layIn realms of song. My yearning heart was heal'd.