Publisher's Synopsis
Questo libro di storia potrebbe contenere numerosi refusi e parti di testo mancanti. Solitamente gli acquirenti hanno la possibilita di scaricare gratuitamente una copia scansionata del libro originale (senza refusi) direttamente dall'editore. Il libro e Non illustrato. 1884 edition. Estratto: ...to travel for a while. So good day, and be a good boy." With these words he gave me his hand, looked kindly into my eyes as if he would exact a promise from me; and then went on further to visit his sick children. I was so astonished that another person should all at once have penetrated so deeply into the secrets of my soul as to know what I myself hardly knew, that I only began to think when he was already far up the street. Then my heart began to heave like water that has long stood beside the fire without movement and suddenly boils up, and bubbles, and mounts, and hisses, till it overflows. Not to see her again? I only live when I am near her. I will be quiet; I will not speak a word to her; I will only stand at the window as she sleeps and dreams. But not to see her again? Not even to take leave of her? She does not know, --she cannot know, that I love her. I do not love her. I desire nothing; I hope nothing: my heart never beats more quietly than when I am near her. But I must feel her presence; I must breathe her spirit; I must go to her: and she expects me. And has fate brought us together without intention? Am I not to be her comfort? Is she not to be my rest? Life is no mere game: it does not drive two human souls together like two grains of sand in the desert, which the simoom whirls together and then drives apart. The souls which are brought near us by a kind fate, we must hold fast, for they are intended for us, and no power can tear them from us if we have courage to live, to struggle, to die for them. She would despise me if I were to give up her love at the first clap of thunder, like the shadow of a tree beneath which I had dreamed away so many happy..."
