Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1859-09-09
MIS- CELL AN Y.
From the n. Y. Home Journal.
THE LOVE OF SCHILLER
ny ADA BOLTON.

tn E LOVE OF SCHlL LIZ X.
ny Ap, BOLTON.
The curtain Of the Mannheim theatre had
slowly fallcu on the last scene Of Il" Cabdle
und Lisie." II had been first representa-.
,ion. And now from every part Of the vast
playhouse, rose rapture ofapplausc such
as thoso old walls had never rc-echoed bc-
fore. There wasa momentary hush when
the fayorite actor, lflland, leading the Lou
isc Of the play. answered the call Of the OK.
cited audience but as he and the young
girl, having bent in grateful acknowlcds'
ment. were abOu, to disappear. the cnihu'-
iasm Of the people again burst forth and
eager voices were heard demanding, A" The
name-,hc name OF the author :"
Iflland spoke not, but remained notion
less, pointing with slight, bu, 'ignidcan,
gesture TO private box near the stage,
where slender youth with bright curls
swep, back from brow Of depth and pow
er, stood alone, his lips wearing tho smile
Of one under the spell Of some enchanting
dream,
"ScniLlrR r, ieje Frrdrieh Shilcr ~
The cry originated with kno, Of stu
dents in the gray uniform OF the Duke
Karl's Academy a, Stu,tgard; they had re.
cosniEcd in the solitary occupant Of the
private box, their old eomrade, Frederic
Schiller, and with joyous impulse they
shouted his name aloud. In an instant a
thousand voice, were repeating, "Es lebe,
cs cbo-long lave Frederic Schiller.
In one Of the Court boxes, overlooking
that Of the young poet. "a, the Lady Of
Lcngc6cld, with her two fair daughters,
Caroline and Charlotte. The mother and
elder daughter were magnihccntly arrayed
according to the fashion Of the time, bu,
the girlish Charlotte, Of scarce seventeen
summers, was attircd with the studied sim
rliciiy deemed appropriate to maiden who
had not yet passed the threshold Of the
gay world. Her robe Of pale azure though
/, enchanccd the pure beauty Of her com.
ple1ion, was Of unprctendins texture, and
the dainty throat aud rounded arms knew
no other ornament than their own fairness.
Her dark hair was gathered in a rich knot
at the back Of her beautiful head, disclos-
ing the sweet lines OF her perfect profile.
Her ewes were dark and fne-they were
shining now with the Ere Of youthful en-
ihusiasm, as bending forward with quick,
impuls,vc movement she swcp, aside the
crimson hangings in whose shAde-sccng
yet unsctn-she had Eat, during the play.
and looked for the first time on the idol Of
the hour. Aud in him she unconsciously
beheld her destiny
And Schiller
Foso,ten now were all those weary years
Of exile from his dear Suablan land, when
the boy.poei's hear, poured iiselfoui in that
burning prayer -" In thine arms east
myself. o German iatherland Take him
up who rcsisss Tor thee all the JOYS OF love
aud home-iake him up into thy great
heart And II thou cans, Motif | am
powcrless to accomplish the grca, work
before me--grant mo latherland, the slori-
Gus boon, an early death in thy service, and
deigu to write on my lowly tomb-lle
dr,dnod Of the true, Of the excellent, aud
We blcs, him for his dreams :"
The weary past forgotten, one though,
OF abiding Joy entered Schlller's soul and
moved him TO glad tears in that hour Of tri-
umph-" The fa,herland has heard my
prayer !-uad nun ban ieh dH DIcnrER :"