Charlotte ， seeing the violent agitation
  into which these words had thrown him ， endeavoured to divert his thoughts
  by different questions， but in vain. "No ， Charlotte！" he exclaimed
  ； "I will never see you any more ！" "And why so ？" she answered. "We
  may —— we must see each other again ； only let it be with more discretion.
  Oh！ why were you born with that excessive， that ungovernable passion
  for everything that is dear to you？" Then， taking his hand， she said，
  "I entreat of you to be more calm ： your talents ， your understanding，
  your genius ， will furnish you with a thousand resources. Be a man ，
  and conquer an unhappy attachment toward a creature who can do nothing
  but pity you." He bit his lips， and looked at her with a gloomy countenance.
  She continued to hold his hand. "Grant me but a moment's patience ， Werther，
  " she said. "Do you not see that you are deceiving yourself ， that you
  are seeking your own destruction？ Why must you love me ， me only， who
  belong to another ？ I fear ， I much fear， that it is only the impossibility
  of possessing me which makes your desire for me so strong." He drew back
  his hand， whilst he surveyed her with a wild and angry look. "'Tis well！
  " he exclaimed， "'tis very well！ Did not Albert furnish you with this
  reflection？ It is profound ， a very profound remark." "A reflection
  that any one might easily make，" she answered； "and is there not a woman
  in the whole world who is at liberty， and has the power to make you happy？
  Conquer yourself： look for such a being， and believe me when I say that
  you will certainly find her. I have long felt for you ， and for us all
  ： you have confined yourself too long within the limits of too narrow
  a circle. Conquer yourself； make an effort ： a short journey will be
  of service to you. Seek and find an object worthy of your love； then
  return hither ， and let us enjoy together all the happiness of the most
  perfect friendship."
  "This speech，" replied Werther with a cold smile ， "this speech
  should be printed ， for the benefit of all teachers. My dear Charlotte，
  allow me but a short time longer， and all will be well." "But however，
  Werther ，" she added ， "do not come again before Christmas." He was
  about to make some answer ， when Albert came in. They saluted each other
  coldly， and with mutual embarrassment paced up and down the room. Werther
  made some common remarks； Albert did the same， and their conversation
  soon dropped. Albert asked his wife about some household matters； and，
  finding that his commissions were not executed， he used some expressions
  which ， to Werther's ear ， savoured of extreme harshness. He wished
  to go ， but had not power to move； and in this situation he remained
  till eight o'clock， his uneasiness and discontent continually increasing.
  At length the cloth was laid for supper ， and he took up his hat and
  stick. Albert invited him to remain ； but Werther， fancying that he
  was merely paying a formal compliment ， thanked him coldly ， amd left
  the house.
  Werther returned home ， took the candle from his servant ， and retired
  to his room alone. He talked for some time with great earnestness to himself，
  wept aloud， walked in a state of great excitement through his chamber
  ； till at length ， without undressing ， he threw himself on the bed，
  where he was found by his servant at eleven o'clock ， when the latter
  ventured to enter the room， and take off his boots. Werther did not prevent
  him ， but forbade him to come in the morning till he should ring.
  On Monday morning ， the 21st of December ， he wrote to Charlotte
  the following letter， which was found， sealed ， on his bureau after
  his death ， and was given to her. I shall insert it in fragments ； as
  it appears， from several circumstances ， to have been written in that
  manner.
  "It is all over ， Charlotte： I am resolved to die ！