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title: "The Sorrows of Young Werther · Die Leiden des jungen Werther"
author: "Johann Wolfgang von Goethe"
translator: "R. D. Boylan"
title_de: "Die Leiden des jungen Werther · The Sorrows of Young Werther"
languages: [de, en]
shelf: "Literature"
section: 60 of 89
url: https://scriptura.si/works/goethe-werther-bilingual/60/
cite: "Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, tr. R. D. Boylan, The Sorrows of Young Werther · Die Leiden des jungen Werther, section 60. Scriptura (scriptura.si), https://scriptura.si/works/goethe-werther-bilingual/60/"
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# The Sorrows of Young Werther · Die Leiden des jungen Werther

*Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, tr. R. D. Boylan*

German: Die Leiden des jungen Werther · The Sorrows of Young Werther

A young man falls in love with Lotte, who is promised to another, and writes it all to a friend: the letters that made Goethe famous and all Europe weep, in German and English.

> German: Die Leiden des jungen Werther, Hamburger Ausgabe, Band 6 (Project Gutenberg #2407 and #2408, prepared by Michael Pullen, proofread by Dr. Mary Cicora).

> English: The Sorrows of Young Werther, translated by R. D. Boylan, edited by Nathan Haskell Dole (Project Gutenberg #2527). The translator’s preface has no German counterpart in this edition.

## 60. Book II · August 4

Source: https://scriptura.si/works/goethe-werther-bilingual/60/ · cite a paragraph as https://scriptura.si/works/goethe-werther-bilingual/60/#p-N

[¶0] August 4

> German: Am 4. August

[¶1] I am not alone unfortunate. All men are disappointed in their hopes, and deceived in their expectations. I have paid a visit to my good old woman under the lime-trees. The eldest boy ran out to meet me: his exclamation of joy brought out his mother, but she had a very melancholy look. Her first word was, "Alas! dear sir, my little John is dead." He was the youngest of her children. I was silent. "And my husband has returned from Switzerland without any money; and, if some kind people had not assisted him, he must have begged his way home. He was taken ill with fever on his journey." I could answer nothing, but made the little one a present. She invited me to take some fruit: I complied, and left the place with a sorrowful heart.

> German: Es geht mir nicht allein so. Alle Menschen werden in ihren Hoffnungen getäuscht, in ihren Erwartungen betrogen. Ich besuchte mein gutes Weib unter der Linde. Der älteste Junge lief mir entgegen, sein Freudengeschrei führte die Mutter herbei, die sehr niedergeschlagen aussah. Ihr erstes Wort war:"guter Herr, ach, mein Hans ist mir gestorben!"--Es war der jüngste ihrer Knaben. Ich war stille. "Und mein Mann," sagte sie, "ist aus der Schweiz zurück und hat nichts mitgebracht, und ohne gute Leute hätte er sich heraus betteln müssen, er hatte das Fieber unterwegs gekriegt."--Ich konnte ihr nichts sagen und schenkte dem Kleinen was; sie bat mich, einige Äpfel anzunehmen, das ich tat und den Ort des traurigen Andenkens verließ.