Hermann And Dorothea - 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 promise '-
And they both rejoiced in the corn so lofty and wavingF
Well nigh reaching the heads of the two tall figures that walk'd thereG
Then the maiden spoke to her friendly leader as followsH
'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 parentsI
Whom I intend to serve with all my soul from hence forwardC
Knowing one's master 'tis easier far to give satisfactionJ
By rememb'ring the things which he deems of the highest importanceK
And on which he has set his heart with the greatest decisionJ
Tell me then how best I can win your father and mother '-
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Then the good and sensible youth made answer as followsH
'You are indeed quite right my kind and excellent maidenJ
To begin by asking about the tastes of my parentsI
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 effortsL
And she will certainly hold you to be an excellent maidenJ
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 appearanceK
Gentle maiden deem me not cold and void of all feelingF
If I disclose my father's nature to you who're a strangerB
Yes such words have never before escaped I assure vonM
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 bosomN
Well my worthy father the graces of life holds in honourB
Wishes for outward signs of love as well as of rev'renceK
And would doubtless be satisfied with an inferior servantC
Who understood this fancy and hate a better who did not '-
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Cheerfully she replied with gentle movement increasingF
Through the darkening path the speed at which she was walkingF
I in truth shall hope to satisfy both of your parentsK
For your mother's character my own nature resemblesK
And to external graces have I from my youth been accustom'dC
Our old neighbours the French in their earlier days laid much stress onO
Courteous demeanour 'twas common alike to nobles and burghersK
And to peasants and each enjoin'd it on all his acquaintanceK
in the same way on the side of the Germans the children were train'd upP
Every morning with plenty of kissing of hands and of curtsiesK
To salute their parents and always to act with politenessK
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 manQ
But on what terms shall I I scarcely dare ask such a questionJ
Be with yourself the only son and hereafter my master '-
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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 darknessK
And the friendly question was heard by Hermann with pleasureB
Under the shade of the noble tree at the spot which he loved soK
Which that day had witness'd his tears at the fate of the exileR
And whilst they sat themselves down to take a little repose thereB
Thus the loving youth spoke whilst he seized the hand of the maidenJ
'Let your heart give the answer and always obey what it tells you '-
But he ventured to say no more however propitiousK
Was the moment he feard that a No would be her sole answerB
Ah and he felt the ring on her finger that sorrowful tokenJ
So by the side of each other they quietly sat and in silenceK
But the maiden began to speak and said 'How delightfulS
Is the light of the moon The clearness of day it resemblesK
Yonder I see in the town the houses and courtyards quite plainlyB
In the gable a window methinks all the panes I can reckon '-
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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 atticU
Which will probably soon be yours as we're making great changesK
All these fields are ours and ripe for the harvest to morrowK
Here in the shade we are wont to rest enjoying our meal timeV
But let us now descend across the vineyard and gardenJ
For observe how the threatening storm is hitherward rollingF
Lightening first and then eclipsing the beautiful full moon '-
So the pair arose and wauder'd down by the corn fieldC
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Through the powerful corn in the nightly clearness rejoicingF
And they reach'd the vineyard and through its dark shadows proceededC
So he guided her down the numerous tiers of the flat stonesK
Which in an unhewn state served as steps to the walk through the foliageW
Slowly she descended and placed her hands on his shouldersK
And with a quivering light the moon through the foliage o'erlook'd themX
Till by storm clouds envelop'd she left the couple in darknessK
Then the strong youth supported the maiden who on him was leaningF
She however not knowing the path or observing the rough stepsK
Slipp'd as she walk'd her foot gave way and she well nigh was fallingF
Hastily held out his arm the youth with nimbleness thoughtfulS
And held up his beloved one she gently sank on his shouldersK
Breast was press'd against breast and cheek against cheek and so stood heB
Fix'd like a marble statue restrained by a firm resolutionJ
He embraced her no closer thoughall her weight he supportedC
So he felt his noble burden the warmth of her bosomN
And her balmy breath against his warm lips exhalingF
Bearing with manly feelings the woman's heroical greatnessK
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But she conceal'd the pain which she felt and jestingly spoke thusK
'It betokens misfortune so scrupulous people inform usK
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 omenJ
Let us tarry a little for fear your parents should blame youT
For their limping servant and you should be thought a bad landlord '-

Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe



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