少年维特的烦恼 英文版 The Sorrows of Young Werther
歌德 Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
MAY 10.
A wonderful serenity has taken possession of my entire soul, likethese sweet mornings of spring which I enjoy with my whole heart.I am alone, and feel the charm of existence in this spot, whichwas created for the bliss of souls like mine. I am so happy, mydear friend, so absorbed in the exquisite sense of mere tranquilexistence, that I neglect my talents. I should be incapable ofdrawing a single stroke at the present moment; and yet I feel thatI never was a greater artist than now. When, while the lovely valleyteems with vapour around me, and the meridian sun strikes the uppersurface of the impenetrable foliage of my trees, and but a few straygleams steal into the inner sanctuary, I throw myself down among thetall grass by the trickling stream; and, as I lie close to the earth,a thousand unknown plants are noticed by me: when I hear the buzz ofthe little world among the stalks, and grow familiar with the countlessindescribable forms of the insects and flies, then I feel the presenceof the Almighty, who formed us in his own image, and the breath ofthat universal love which bears and sustains us, as it floats aroundus in an eternity of bliss; and then, my friend, when darkness overspreadsmy eyes, and heaven and earth seem to dwell in my soul and absorb itspower, like the form of a beloved mistress, then I often think withlonging, Oh, would I could describe these conceptions, could impressupon paper all that is living so full and warm within me, that it mightbe the mirror of my soul, as my soul is the mirror of the infiniteGod! O my friend -- but it is too much for my strength -- I sinkunder the weight of the splendour of these visions!