Thus he spoke. At that moment the mother and son stood before them. By the hand she led him and placed him in front of her husband "Father," she said, "how often have we, when talking together, Thought of that joyful day in the future, when Hermann, selecting After long waiting his bride at length would make us both happy! All kinds of projects we form'd. designing first one, then another Girl as his wife, as we talk'd in the manner that parents delight in. Now the day has arrived; and now has his bride been conducted Hither and shown him by Heaven; his heart at length has decided. Were we not always saying that he should choose for himself, and Were you not lately wishing that he might feel for a maiden Warm and heart-felt emotions? And now has arrived the right moment! Yes, he has felt and has chosen, and like a man has decided. That fair maiden it is, the Stranger whom he encounter'd. Give her him; else he'll remain--he has sworn it--unmarried for ever." And the son added himself:--"My father, O give her! My heart has Chosen purely and truly: she'll make you an excellent daughter." But the father was silent. Then suddenly rose the good pastor, And address'd him as follows:--" One single moment's decisive Both of the life of a man, and of the whole of his Future. After lengthen'd reflection, each resolution made by him Is but the work of a moment; the prudent alone seize the right one. Nothing more dangerous is, in making a choice, than revolving First this point and then that, and so confusing the feelings. Pure is Hermann's mind; from his youth I have known him; he never, Even in boyhood, was wont to extend his hand hither and thither. What he desired, was suitable to him; he held to it firmly. Be not astonish'd and scared, because there appears on a sudden What you so long have desired. 'Tis true the appearance at present Bears not the shape of the wish, as you in your mind had conceived it. For our wishes conceal the thing that we wish for; our gifts too Come from above upon us, each clad in its own proper figure. Do not now mistake the maiden who has succeeded First in touching the heart of your good wise son, whom you love so. Happy is he who is able to clasp the hand of his first love, And whose dearest wish is not doom'd to pine in his bosom! Yes, I can see by his face, already his fate is decided; True affection converts the youth to a man in a moment. He little changeable is; I fear me, if this you deny him, All the fairest years of his life will be changed into sorrow."