With deep respect, esteemed young lady, your most humble servant A. Auersperg Graz, March 26, 1861. Now a few more pages: _Es liebt Vortreffliches sich zu verstecken_ That which is choicest loves to lie concealed, And many a woman’s heart even to this day Still hides within it an America Which could by a Columbus be revealed. Friedrich Halm Vienna, July 17, 1861. _Der Dichter liegt seit lang begraben_ The poet has lain buried long; The man is living, for even now The memory of thy sweet gifts of song Doth me again with my lost youth endow. Franz Grillparzer[5] Vienna, April 8, 1861. _Dem österreichischen Mädchen_ [Music] Richard Wagner Vienna, May 14, 1861. A dry flower, and with it the inscription: From my unfortunate brother’s grave. Th. Schurz, sister of Lenau. I can still remember the acquisition of this leaf of the album. Aunt Lotti, Elvira, and I had one afternoon gone on a pilgrimage to the hamlet where rest the ashes of Nikolaus Lenau,[6] for whose melancholy poems Elvira cherished an enthusiasm. On this occasion we visited the poet’s sister, who was living in a little country-house not far from the graveyard. Frau Schurz told us much about the unhappy man’s last years, spent in incurable insanity, and showed us many relics, silhouettes of himself and of Sophie Löwenthal, the woman whom he had loved so passionately with a love not unreturned but unaccepted; and she herself took us to the graveyard to pick there the twig that I have now before my eyes. Is it accident, or did Elvira know that Nikolaus Niembsch once meant to tear himself away from Sophie Löwenthal and to marry another who was also one of the great and famous figures of the time? At all events, on the following page of the album stands the following autograph: _Ich will, das Wort ist mächtig_ “I will,” the word is mighty; When spoken staunch and still, It tears the stars from heaven, The single word “I will!” Karoline Sabatier-Ungher Karlsbad, May, 1861 Yet it seems she did not speak it _ernst und still_ enough, the beautiful singer, when it came to holding fast the greatly loved and already affianced Niembsch von Strehlenau; for he let her go and returned to Sophie.