少年维特的烦恼 英文版 The Sorrows of Young Werther
歌德 Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
NOVEMBER 8.
Charlotte has reproved me for my excesses, with so much tendernessand goodness! I have lately been in the habit of drinking morewine than heretofore. "Don't do it," she said. "Think of Charlotte!""Think of you!" I answered; "need you bid me do so? Think of you-- I do not think of you: you are ever before my soul! This verymorning I sat on the spot where, a few days ago, you descendedfrom the carriage, and--" She immediately changed the subject toprevent me from pursuing it farther. My dear friend, my energiesare all prostrated: she can do with me what she pleases.