How could you shut your heart against
  me in that hour which makes you mine for ever ？ Charlotte， ages cannot
  efface the impression —— I feel you cannot hate the man who so passionately
  loves you ！"
  After dinner he called his servant， desired him to finish the packing
  up， destroyed many papers， and then went out to pay some trifling debts.
  He soon returned home ， then went out again， notwithstanding the rain，
  walked for some time in the count's garden， and afterward proceeded farther
  into the country. Toward evening he came back once more ， and resumed
  his writing.
  "Wilhelm， I have for the last time beheld the mountains， the forests，
  and the sky. Farewell ！ And you， my dearest mother， forgive me ！ Console
  her ， Wilhelm. God bless you ！ I have settled all my affairs！ Farewell！
  We shall meet again ， and be happier than ever."
  "I have requited you badly， Albert ； but you will forgive me. I
  have disturbed the peace of your home. I have sowed distrust between you.
  Farewell！ I will end all this wretchedness. And oh ， that my death may
  render you happy！ Albert ， Albert ！ make that angel happy， and the
  blessing of Heaven be upon you！"
  He spent the rest of the evening in arranging his papers： he tore
  and burned a great many ； others he sealed up， and directed to Wilhelm.
  They contained some detached thoughts and maxims， some of which I have
  perused. At ten o'clock he ordered his fire to be made up ， and a bottle
  of wine to be brought to him. He then dismissed his servant ， whose room，
  as well as the apartments of the rest of the family ， was situated in
  another part of the house. The servant lay down without undressing， that
  he might be the sooner ready for his journey in the morning ， his master
  having informed him that the post-horses would be at the door before six
  o'clock.
  "Past eleven o'clock！ All is silent around me， and my soul is calm.
  I thank thee， O God， that thou bestowest strength and courage upon me
  in these last moments ！ I approach the window， my dearest of friends
  ； and through the clouds ， which are at this moment driven rapidly along
  by the impetuous winds， I behold the stars which illumine the eternal
  heavens. No ， you will not fall， celestial bodies ： the hand of the
  Almighty supports both you and me ！ I have looked for the last time upon
  the constellation of the Greater Bear ： it is my favourite star； for
  when I bade you farewell at night ， Charlotte， and turned my steps from
  your door ， it always shone upon me. With what rapture have I at times
  beheld it ！ How often have I implored it with uplifted hands to witness
  my felicity ！ and even still —— But what object is there ， Charlotte，
  which fails to summon up your image before me ？ Do you not surround me
  on all sides？ and have I not ， like a child ， treasured up every trifle
  which you have consecrated by your touch？ "Your profile， which was so
  dear to me， I return to you； and I pray you to preserve it. Thousands
  of kisses have I imprinted upon it， and a thousand times has it gladdened
  my heart on departing from and returning to my home.
  "I have implored your father to protect my remains. At the corner
  of the churchyard ， looking toward the fields， there are two lime-trees
  —— there I wish to lie. Your father can ， and doubtless will ， do
  this much for his friend. Implore it of him. But perhaps pious Christians
  will not choose that their bodies chould be buried near the corpse of
  a poor， unhappy wretch like me. Then let me be laid in some remote valley，
  or near the highway ， where the priest and Levite may bless themselves
  as they pass by my tomb ， whilst the Samaritan will shed a tear for my
  fate.
  "See， Charlotte， I do not shudder to take the cold and fatal cup，
  from which I shall drink the draught of death. Your hand presents it to
  me， and I do not tremble. All， all is now concluded ： the wishes and
  the hopes of my existence are fulfilled. With cold， unflinching hand
  I knock at the brazen portals of Death. Oh， that I had enjoyed the bliss
  of dying for you！