少年维特的烦恼 英文版 The Sorrows of Young Werther
歌德 Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
AUGUST 21.
In vain do I stretch out my arms toward her when I awaken in themorning from my weary slumbers. In vain do I seek for her at nightin my bed, when some innocent dream has happily deceived me, andplaced her near me in the fields, when I have seized her hand andcovered it with countless kisses. And when I feel for her in thehalf confusion of sleep, with the happy sense that she is near,tears flow from my oppressed heart; and, bereft of all comfort, Iweep over my future woes.