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<\/p>\nThe other day I went to the fountain, and found a young servant-girl, who had set her pitcher on the lowest step, and looked around to see if one of her companions was approaching to place it on her head. I ran down, and looked at her.<\/p>\n
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\u201cShall I help you, pretty lass?\u201d said I. She blushed deeply. \u201cOh, sir!\u201d she exclaimed. \u201cNo ceremony!\u201d I replied. She adjusted her head-gear, and I helped her. She thanked me, and ascended the steps.<\/p>\n
I have made all sorts of acquaintances, but have as yet found no society. I know not what attraction I possess for the people, so many of them like me, and attach themselves to me; and then I feel sorry when the road we pursue together goes only a short distance. If you inquire what the people are like here, I must answer, \u201cThe same as everywhere.\u201d The human race is but a monotonous affair. Most of them labour the greater part of their time for mere subsistence; and the scanty portion of freedom which remains to them so troubles them that they use every exertion to get rid of it. Oh, the destiny of man!<\/p>\n
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But they are a right good sort of people. If I occasionally forget myself, and take part in the innocent pleasures which are not yet forbidden to the peasantry, and enjoy myself, for instance, with genuine freedom and sincerity, round a well-covered table, or arrange an excursion or a dance opportunely, and so forth, all this produces a good effect upon my disposition.<\/p>\n
Alas, that the friend of my youth is gone! Alas, that I ever knew her! I might say to myself, \u201cYou are a dreamer to seek what is not to be found here below.\u201d But she has been mine. I have possessed that heart, that noble soul, in whose presence I seemed to be more than I really was, because I was all that I could be. Good heavens! did then a single power of my soul remain unexercised? In her presence could I not display, to its full extent, that mysterious feeling with which my heart embraces nature?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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