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
lute, and sometimes twanged a little on it; then, by way of variation,
took to looking from the window, and instituted observations on the
weather; out of which, indeed, there came no inference a whit more
edifying than from all the labours of the most rheumatic meteorologist
of this present age. Meanwhile his turn for observation ere long found
another sort of nourishment, by which the vacant space in his head and
heart was at once filled.
In the narrow lane right opposite his window dwelt an honest matron,
who, in hope of better times, was earning a painful living by the long
threads, which, assisted by a marvellously fair daughter, she winded
daily from her spindle. Day after day the couple spun a length of yarn,
with which the whole town of Bremen, with its walls and trenches, and
all its suburbs, might have been begirt. These two spinners had not been
born for the wheel; they were of good descent, and had lived of old in
pleasant affluence. The fair Meta's father had once had a ship of his
own on the sea, and, freighting it himself, had yearly sailed to
Antwerp; but a heavy storm had sunk the vessel, "with man and mouse,"
and a rich cargo, into the abysses of the ocean, before Meta had passed
the years of her childhood. The mother, a staid and reasonable woman,
bore the loss of her husband and all her fortune with a wise composure;
in her need she refused, out of noble pride, all help from the
charitable sympathy of her relations and friends; considering it as
shameful alms, so long as she believed, that in her own activity she
might find a living by the labour of her hands. She gave up her large
house, and all her costly furniture, to the rigorous creditors of her
ill-fated husband, hired a little dwelling in the lane, and span from
early morning till late night, though the trade went sore against her,
and she often wetted the thread with her tears. Yet by this diligence
she reached her object, of depending upon no one, and owing no mortal
any obligation. By and by she trained her growing daughter to the same
employment; and lived so thriftily, that she laid-by a trifle of her
gainings, and turned it to account by carrying on a little trade in
flax.
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