Hermann And Dorothea. In Nine Cantos. - Viii. Melpomene Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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HERMANN AND DOROTHEAA
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So tow'rd the sun now fast sinking to rest the two walk'd togetherB
Whilst he veil'd himself deep in clouds which thunder portendedC
Out of his veil now here now there with fiery glancesD
Beaming over the plain with rays foreboding and luridC
May this threatening weather said Hermann not bring to us shortlyE
Hail and violent rain for well does the harvest now promiseF
And they both rejoiced in the corn so lofty and wavingG
Well nigh reaching the heads of the two tall figures that walk'd thereH
Then the maiden spoke to her friendly leader as followsI
Generous youth to whom I shall owe a kind destiny shortlyE
Shelter and home when so many poor exiles must weather the tempestC
In the first place tell me all about your good parentsJ
Whom I intend to serve with all my soul from hence forwardC
Knowing one's master 'tis easier far to give satisfactionK
By rememb'ring the things which he deems of the highest importanceL
And on which he has set his heart with the greatest decisionK
Tell me then how best I can win your father and motherB
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Then the good and sensible youth made answer as followsI
You are indeed quite right my kind and excellent maidenK
To begin by asking about the tastes of my parentsJ
For I have hitherto striven in vain to satisfy FatherB
When I look'd after the inn as well as my regular dutyE
Working early and late in the field and tending the vineyardC
Mother indeed was contented she knew how to value my effortsM
And she will certainly hold you to be an excellent maidenK
If you take care of the house as though the dwelling your own wereB
But my father's unlike her he's fond of outward appearanceL
Gentle maiden deem me not cold and void of all feelingG
If I disclose my father's nature to you who're a strangerB
Yes such words have never before escaped I assure vonN
Out of my mouth which is little accustom'd to babble and chatterB
But you have managed to worm all my secrets from out of my bosomO
Well my worthy father the graces of life holds in honourB
Wishes for outward signs of love as well as of rev'renceL
And would doubtless be satisfied with an inferior servantC
Who understood this fancy and hate a better who did notC
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Cheerfully she replied with gentle movement increasingG
Through the darkening path the speed at which she was walkingG
I in truth shall hope to satisfy both of your parentsL
For your mother's character my own nature resemblesL
And to external graces have I from my youth been accustom'dC
Our old neighbours the French in their earlier days laid much stress onP
Courteous demeanour 'twas common alike to nobles and burghersL
And to peasants and each enjoin'd it on all his acquaintanceL
in the same way on the side of the Germans the children were train'd upQ
Every morning with plenty of kissing of hands and of curtsiesL
To salute their parents and always to act with politenessL
All that I have learnt and all I have practised since childhoodC
All that comes from my heart I will practise it all with the old manR
But on what terms shall I I scarcely dare ask such a questionK
Be with yourself the only son and hereafter my masterB
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Thus she spoke and at that moment they came to the peartreeB
Down from the skies the moon at her full was shining in gloryB
Night had arrived and the last pale gleam of the sunset had vanish'dC
So before them were lying in masses all heap'd up togetherB
Lights as clear as the day and shadows of night and of darknessL
And the friendly question was heard by Hermann with pleasureB
Under the shade of the noble tree at the spot which he loved soL
Which that day had witness'd his tears at the fate of the exileS
And whilst they sat themselves down to take a little repose thereB
Thus the loving youth spoke whilst he seized the hand of the maidenK
Let your heart give the answer and always obey what it tells youT
But he ventured to say no more however propitiousL
Was the moment he feard that a No would be her sole answerB
Ah and he felt the ring on her finger that sorrowful tokenK
So by the side of each other they quietly sat and in silenceL
But the maiden began to speak and said How delightfulU
Is the light of the moon The clearness of day it resemblesL
Yonder I see in the town the houses and courtyards quite plainlyB
In the gable a window methinks all the panes I can reckonK
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That which you see replied the youth who spoke with an effortC
That is our house down to which I now am about to conduct youT
And that window yonder belongs to my room in the atticV
Which will probably soon be yours as we're making great changesL
All these fields are ours and ripe for the harvest to morrowL
Here in the shade we are wont to rest enjoying our meal timeW
But let us now descend across the vineyard and gardenK
For observe how the threatening storm is hitherward rollingG
Lightening first and then eclipsing the beautiful full moonX
So the pair arose and wauder'd down by the corn fieldC
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Through the powerful corn in the nightly clearness rejoicingG
And they reach'd the vineyard and through its dark shadows proceededC
So he guided her down the numerous tiers of the flat stonesL
Which in an unhewn state served as steps to the walk through the foliageY
Slowly she descended and placed her hands on his shouldersL
And with a quivering light the moon through the foliage o'erlook'd themZ
Till by storm clouds envelop'd she left the couple in darknessL
Then the strong youth supported the maiden who on him was leaningG
She however not knowing the path or observing the rough stepsL
Slipp'd as she walk'd her foot gave way and she well nigh was fallingG
Hastily held out his arm the youth with nimbleness thoughtfulU
And held up his beloved one she gently sank on his shouldersL
Breast was press'd against breast and cheek against cheek and so stood heB
Fix'd like a marble statue restrained by a firm resolutionK
He embraced her no closer thoughall her weight he supportedC
So he felt his noble burden the warmth of her bosomO
And her balmy breath against his warm lips exhalingG
Bearing with manly feelings the woman's heroical greatnessL
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But she conceal'd the pain which she felt and jestingly spoke thusL
It betokens misfortune so scrupulous people inform usL
For the foot to give way on entering a house near the thresholdC
I should have wish'd in truth for a sign of some happier omenK
Let us tarry a little for fear your parents should blame youT
For their limping servant and you should be thought a bad landlordC

Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe



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