The Sorrows ofYoung Werther
intentions!” I could often beseech them, on my bended knees,
other week, and no longer at variance with myself. Content
to be less resolved upon their own destruction.
and peace of mind are valuable things: I could wish, my dear
friend, that these precious jewels were less transitory.
I FEAR that my ambassador and I shall not continue much longer together. He is really growing past endurance. He trans- acts his business in so ridiculous a manner, that I am often compelled to contradict him, and do things my own way; and then, of course, he thinks them very ill done. He com- plained of me lately on this account at court; and the minis- ter gave me a reprimand, —a gentle one it is true, but still a reprimand. In consequence of this, I was about to tender my resignation, when I received a letter, to which I submitted with great respect, on account of the high, noble, and gener- ous spirit which dictated it. He endeavoured to soothe my excessive sensibility, paid a tribute to my extreme ideas of
duty, of good example, and of perseverance in business, as the fruit of my youthful ardour, an impulse which he did not seek to destroy, but only to moderate, that it might have proper play and be productive of good. So now I am at rest for an-
GOD BLESS YOU, my dear friends, and may he grant you that happiness which he denies to me!
I thank you, Albert, for having deceived me. I waited for the news that your wedding-day was fixed; and I intended on that day, with solemnity, to take down Charlotte’s profile from the wall, and to bury it with some other papers I pos- sess. You are now united, and her picture still remains here. Well, let it remain! Why should it not? I know that I am still one of your society, that I still occupy a place uninjured in Charlotte’s heart, that I hold the second place therein; and I intend to keep it. Oh, I should become mad if she could forget! Albert, that thought is hell! Farewell, Albert farewell, angel of heaven farewell, Charlotte!