Translations from the German (Vol 3 of 3): Tales by Musæus, Tieck, RichterCarlyle, Thomas
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Translations from the German (Vol 3 of 3): Tales by Musæus, Tieck, Richter
Carlyle, Thomas
German fiction -- Translations into English
"The farther I went, the fainter grew the barking, and at last it
altogether ceased. I wept, and had almost turned back, but the longing
to see something new still hindered me.
"I had got across the hills, and through some forests, when the night
came on, and I was forced to turn aside into a village. I blushed
exceedingly on entering the inn; they showed me to a room and bed; I
slept pretty quietly, only that I dreamed of the old woman, and her
threatening me.
"My journey had not much variety; the farther I went, the more was I
afflicted by the recollection of my old mistress and the little dog; I
considered that in all likelihood the poor shock would die of hunger,
and often in the woods I thought my dame would suddenly meet me. Thus
amid tears and sobs I went along; when I stopped to rest, and put the
cage on the ground, the bird struck up his song, and brought but too
keenly to my mind the fair habitation I had left. As human nature is
forgetful, I imagined that my former journey, in my childhood, had not
been so sad and woful as the present; I wished to be as I was then.
"I had sold some jewels; and now, after wandering on for several days, I
reached a village. At the very entrance I was struck with something
strange; I felt terrified and knew not why; but I soon bethought myself,
for it was the village where I was born! How amazed was I! How the tears
ran down my cheeks for gladness, for a thousand singular remembrances!
Many things were changed: new houses had been built, some just raised
when I went away, were now fallen, and had marks of fire on them;
everything was far smaller and more confined than I had fancied. It
rejoiced my very heart that I should see my parents once more after such
an absence. I found their little cottage, the well-known threshold; the
door-latch was standing as of old; it seemed to me as if I had shut it
only yesternight. My heart beat violently, I hastily lifted that latch;
but faces I had never seen before looked up and gazed at me. I asked for
the shepherd Martin; they told me that his wife and he were dead three
years ago. I drew back quickly, and left the village weeping aloud.
"I had figured out so beautifully how I would surprise them with my
riches: by the strangest chance, what I had only dreamed in childhood
was become reality; and now it was all in vain, they could not rejoice
with me, and that which had been my first hope in life was lost forever.
"In a pleasant town I hired a small house and garden, and took to myself
a maid. The world, in truth, proved not so wonderful as I had painted
it: but I forgot the old woman and my former way of life rather more,
and, on the whole, I was contented.
"For a long while the bird had ceased to sing; I was therefore not a
little frightened, when one night he suddenly began again, and with a
different rhyme. He sang:
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