Hermann And Dorothea - Iv. Euterpe Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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MOTHER AND SONA
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THUS the men discoursed together and meanwhile the motherB
Went in search of her son at first in front of the dwellingC
On the bench of stone for he was accustom'd to sit thereD
When she found him not there she went to look in the stableE
Thinking perchance he was feeding his splendid horses the stallionsF
Which he had bought when foals and which he entrusted to no oneA
But the servant inform'd her that he had gone to the gardenA
Then she nimbly strode across the long double courtyardG
Left the stables behind and the barns all made of good timberB
Enter'd the garden which stretch'd far away to the walls of the boroughH
Walk'd across it rejoicing to see how all things were growingC
Carefully straighten'd the props on which the apple tree's branchesI
Heavily loaded reposed and the weighty boughs of the pear treeJ
Took a few caterpillars from off the strong sprouting cabbageK
For a bustling woman is never idle one momentL
In this manner she came to the end of the long reaching gardenA
Where was the arbour all cover'd with woodbine she found not her son thereD
Nor was he to be seen in any part of the gardenA
But she found on the latch the door which out of the arbourB
Through the wall of the town had been made by special permissionA
During their ancestor's time the worthy old burgomasterB
So she easily stepp'd across the dry ditch at the spot whereD
On the highway abutted their well inclosed excellent vineyardM
Rising steeply upwards its face tow'rd the sun turn'd directlyJ
Up the hill she proceeded rejoicing as farther she mountedN
At the size of the grapes which scarcely were hid by the foliageO
Shady and well cover'd in the middle walk at the top wasP
Which was ascended by steps of rough flat pieces constructedN
And within it were hanging fine chasselas and muscatels alsoH
And a reddish blue grape of quite an exceptional bignessQ
All with carefulness planted to give to their guests after dinnerB
But with separate stems the rest of the vineyard was plantedN
Smaller grapes producing from which the finest wine made isR
So she constantly mounted enjoying in prospect the autumnS
And the festal day when the neighbourhood met with rejoicingC
Picking and treading the grapes and putting the must in the wine vatsT
Every corner and nook resounding at night with the fireworksU
Blazing and cracking away due honour to pay to the harvestV
But she uneasy became when she in vain had been callingC
Twice and three times her son and when the sole answer that reach'd herB
Came from the garrulous echo which out of the town towers issuedW
Strange it appear'd to have to seek him he never went far offX
As he before had told her in order to ward off all sorrowH
From his dear mother and her forebodings of coming disasterB
But she still was expecting upon the highway to find himY
For the doors at the bottom like those at the top of the vineyardM
Stood wide open and so at length she enter'd the broad fieldZ
Which with its spreading expanse o'er the whole of the hill's back extendedN
On their own property still she proceeded greatly rejoicingC
At their own crops and at the corn which nodded so bravelyJ
Over the whole field in golden majesty wavingC
Then on the border between the fields she follow'd the footpathA2
Keeping her eye on the pear tree fix'd the big one which standingC
Perch'd by itself on the top of the hill their property boundedN
Who had planted it no one knew throughout the whole countryJ
Far and wide was it visible noted also its fruit wasP
Under its shadow the reaper ate his dinner at noondayN
And the herdsman was wont to lie when tending his cattleE
Benches made of rough stones and of turf were placed all about itN
And she was not mistaken there sat her Hermann and restedN
On his arm he was leaning and seem'd to be looking cross countryJ
Tow'rds the mountains beyond his back was turn'd to his motherB
Softly creeping up she lightly tapp'd on his shoulderB
And he hastily turn'd she saw that his eyes full of tears wereB
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'Mother ' he said in confusion 'You greatly surprise me ' and quicklyJ
Wiped he away his tears the noble and sensitive youngsterB
'What You are weeping my son ' the startled mother continuedN
'That is indeed unlike you I never before saw you cryingC
Say what has sadden'd your heart What drives you to sit here all lonelyJ
Under the shade of the pear tree What is it that makes you unhappy '-
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Then the excellent youth collected himself and made answerB
'Truly that man can have no heart but a bosom of ironB2
Who no sympathy feels for the wants of unfortunate exilesC2
He has no sense in his head who in times of such deep tribulationA
Has no concern for himself or for his country's well beingC
What I to day have seen and heard has stirr'd up my feelingsD2
Well I have come up here and seen the beautiful spreadingC
Landscape which in fruitful hills to our sight is presentedN
Seen the golden fruit of the sheaves all nodding togetherB
And a plentiful crop of fruit full garners forebodingC
But alas how near is the foe By the Rhine's flowing watersE2
We are protected indeed but what are rivers and mountainsF
To such a terrible nation which hurries along like a tempestN
For they summon together the young and the old from all quartersE2
Rushing wildly along while the multitude little is caringC
Even for death when one falls his place is straight fill'd by anotherB
Ah and can Germans dare to remain at home in their dwellingsD2
Thinking perchance to escape from the widely threat'ning disasterB
Dearest mother I tell you that I to day am quite sorryJ
That I was lately excused when they selected the fightersE2
Out of the townfolk 'Tis true I'm an only son and more overB
Large is our inn and our business also is very importantN
Were it not better however for me to fight in the vanguardN
On the frontier than here to await disaster and bondageO
Yes my spirit has told me and in my innermost bosomS
Feel I courage and longing to live and die for my countryJ
And to others to set an example worthy to followH
Oh of a truth if the strength of the German youths was collectedN
On the frontier all bound by a vow not to yield to the strangerB
He on our noble soil should never set foot or be ableE
Under our eyes to consume the fruits of the land or to issueF2
Orders unto our men or despoil our women and maidensF
See good mother within my inmost heart I've determinedN
Soon and straightway to do what seems to me right and becomingC
For the man who thinks long not always chooses what best isR
See I will not return to the house but will go from here straightwayG2
Into the town and there will place at the fighters' disposalE
This stout arm and this heart to serve as I best can my countryJ
Then let my father say whether feelings of honour are stirringC
In my bosom or not and whether I yearn to mount upwards '-
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Then with significance answer'd his good and sensible motherB
Shedding tears in silence which easily rose in her eyelidsH2
'Son what has wrought so strange a change in your temper and feelingsD2
That you freely and openly speak to your mother no longerB
As you till yesterday did nor tell her truly your wishesR
If another had heard you speaking he doubtless would praise youF2
Highly and deem your new resolution as worthy of honourB
Being deceived by your words and by your manner of speakingC
I however can only blame you I know you much betterB
You are concealing your heart and very diff'rent your thoughts areB
For I am sure you care not at all for drum and for trumpetN
Nor to please the maidens care you to wear regimentalsR
For though brave you may be and gallant your proper vocationA
Is to remain at home the property quietly watchingC
Therefore tell me truly What means this sudden decision '-
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Earnestly answer'd the son 'You are wrong dear mother one day isR
Unlike another The youth soon ripens into his manhoodN
Ofttimes he ripens better to action in silence than livingC
That tumultuous noisy lifeI2

Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe



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