第8章
作者:歌德(J.W. von Goethe)    更新:2021-11-25 10:33
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  replied , with a ready smile , "Oh! I have such a number of cousins,
  that I should be sorry if you were the most undeserving of them." In taking
  leave , she desired her next sister, Sophy, a girl about eleven years
  old , to take great care of the children , and to say good-bye to papa
  for her when he came home from his ride. She enjoined to the little ones
  to obey their sister Sophy as they would herself, upon which some promised
  that they would ; but a little fair-haired girl, about six years old,
  looked discontented , and said , "But Sophy is not you, Charlotte;
  and we like you best." The two eldest boys had clambered up the carriage
  ; and, at my request, she permitted them to accompany us a little way
  through the forest, upon their promising to sit very still , and hold
  fast.
  We were hardly seated , and the ladies had scarcely exchanged compliments,
  making the usual remarks upon each other's dress, and upon the company
  they expected to meet , when Charlotte stopped the carriage, and made
  her brothers get down. They insisted upon kissing her hands once more
  ; which the eldest did with all the tenderness of a youth of fifteen ,
  but the other in a lighter and more careless manner. She desired them
  again to give her love to the children, and we drove off.
  The aunt inquired of Charlotte whether she had finished the book she
  had last sent her. "No," said Charlotte; "I did not like it : you can
  have it again. And the one before was not much better." I was surprised,
  upon asking the title , to hear that it was ____.(We feel obliged to
  suppress the passage in the letter, to prevent any one from feeling aggrieved
  ; although no author need pay much attention to the opinion of a mere
  girl, or that of an unsteady young man.)
  I found penetration and character in everything she said: every expression
  seemed to brighten her features with new charms ,——with new rays of
  genius,—— which unfolded by degrees, as she felt herself understood.
  "When I was younger ," she observed, "I loved nothing so much as
  romances. Nothing could equal my delight when , on some holiday, I could
  settle down quietly in a corner , and enter with my whole heart and soul
  into the joys or sorrows of some fictitious Leonora. I do not deny that
  they even possess some charms for me yet. But I read so seldom, that
  I prefer books suited exactly to my taste. And I like those authors best
  whose scenes describe my own situation in life,—— and the friends who
  are about me, whose stories touch me with interest , from resembling
  my own homely existence ,—— which, without being absolutely paradise,
  is, on the whole , a source of indescribable happiness."
  I endeavoured to conceal the emotion which these words occasioned ,
  but it was of slight avail; for, when she had expressed so truly her
  opinion of "The Vicar of Wakefield," and of other works, the names of
  which I omit(Though the names are omitted, yet the authors mentioned
  deserve Charlotte's approbation , and will feel it in their hearts when
  they read this passage. It concerns no other person.), I could no longer
  contain myself, but gave full utterance to what I thought of it: and
  it was not until Charlotte had addressed herself to the two other ladies,
  that I remembered their presence, and observed them sitting mute with
  astonishment. The aunt looked at me several times with an air of raillery,
  which , however, I did not at all mind.
  We talked of the pleasures of dancing. "If it is a fault to love it
  ," said Charlotte , "I am ready to confess that I prize it above all
  other amusements. If anything disturbs me , I go to the piano, play
  an air to which I have danced , and all goes right again directly."
  You , who know me, can fancy how steadfastly I gazed upon her rich
  dark eyes during these remarks, how my very soul gloated over her warm
  lips and fresh, glowing cheeks , how I became quite lost in the delightful
  meaning of her words, so much so , that I scarcely heard the actual
  expressions. In short , I alighted from the carriage like a person in
  a dream , and was so lost to the dim world around me , that I scarcely
  heard the music which resounded from the illuminated ballroom.
  The two Messrs. Andran and a certain N. N.(I cannot trouble myself
  with the names), who were the aunt's and Charlotte's partners , received
  us at the carriage-door , and took possession of their ladies, whilst
  I followed with mine.
  We commenced with a minuet. I led out one lady after another, and
  precisely those who were the most disagreeable could not bring themselves
  to leave off. Charlotte and her partner began an English country dance,
  and you must imagine my delight when it was their turn to dance the figure
  with us. You should see Charlotte dance. She dances with her whole heart
  and soul: her figure is all harmony, elegance , and grace, as if she
  were conscious of nothing else, and had no other thought or feeling;
  and , doubtless, for the moment , every other sensation is extinct.
  She was engaged for the second country dance, but promised me the
  third , and assured me , with the most agreeable freedom, that she
  was very fond of waltzing. "It is the custom here ," she said, "for
  the previous partners to waltz together ; but my partner is an indifferent
  waltzer , and will feel delighted if I save him the trouble. Your partner
  is not allowed to waltz , and, indeed , is equally incapable : but
  I observed during the country dance that you waltz well ; so , if you
  will waltz with me, I beg you would propose it to my partner , and I
  will propose it to yours." We agreed, and it was arranged that our partners
  should mutually entertain each other.
  We set off, and, at first , delighted ourselves with the usual
  graceful motions of the arms. With what grace , with what ease , she
  moved !