frederick the great and his family-第119节

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nt　presents　Listen　to　this：〃

　　　　　〃'Sous　un　plus　heureux　auspice；　　　　　　　　　　　La　Deesse　des　amours；　　　　　　Veut　qu'un　nouveau　sacrifice；　　　　　　　　　　　Lui　consacre　vos　beaux　jours；　　　　　　Deja　le　bucher　s'allume。　　　　　　L'autel　brille；　l'encens　fume；　　　　　　　　　　　La　victime　s'embellit；　　　　　　L'amour　meme　la　consume；　　　　　　　　　　　Le　mystere　s'accomplit。'

＇Footnote：　　　　　　〃Under　a　most　happy　omen；　　　　　　The　goddess　of　love　　　　　　Wished　that　a　new　sacrifice　　　　　　Should　consecrate　to　her　our　bright　days。　　　　　　Already　the　fagots　are　lighted；　　　　　　The　altar　glows；　the　incense　fumes；　　　　　　The　victim　is　adorned　　　　　　By　love　itself　it　is　consumed；　　　　　　The　mystery　accomplished。〃＇

〃Do　you　believe　it　is　possible　to　translate　this　beautiful　stanza　into　German？〃　said　the　king。

〃If　your　majesty　allows　me；　I　will　translate　it　at　once；〃　said　he。　〃Give　me　a　piece　of　paper　and　a　pencil。〃

〃Take　them；〃　said　Frederick。　〃We　will　divert　ourselves　by　a　little　rivalry　in　song；　while　you　translate　the　verses　of　the　French　poet　into　German。　I　will　sing　to　the　praise　of　the　German　author　in　French　rhyme。　Let　us　not　disturb　each　other。〃

Frederick　stepped　to　the　window　and　wrote　off　hastily　a　few　verses；　then　waited　till　he　saw　that　Gottsched　had　also　ceased　to　write。　〃I　am　ready；　sir；〃　said　the　king。

〃And　I　also；〃　said　the　scholar；　solemnly。　〃Listen；　your　majesty；　and　be　pleased　to　take　the　book　and　compare　as　I　read；〃　then　with　a　loud　nasal　voice　he　read　his　translation：

　　　　　〃'Mit　ungleich　gluecklicherm　Geschicke；　　　　　　Gebeut　die　Koenigin　zarter　Pein；　　　　　　Hin；　Deine　schoenen　Augenblicke；　　　　　　Zum　Opfer　noch　einmal　zu　weihn；　　　　　　Den　Holzstoss　liebt　man　aufzugeben；　　　　　　Der　Altar　glaenzt；　des　Weihrauchs　Duefte　　　　　　Durchdringen　schon　die　weiten　Luefte；　　　　　　Das　Opfer　wird　gedoppelt　schoen；　　　　　　Durch　Amors　Glut　ist　es　verflogen；　　　　　　Und　das　Geheimniss　wird　vollzogen。'〃

〃Now；　your　majesty；〃　said　Gottsched；　〃do　you　not　find　that　the　German　language　is　capable　of　repeating　the　French　verses　promptly　and　concisely？〃

〃I　am　astonished　that　you　have　been　able　to　translate　this　beautiful　poem。　I　am　sorry　I　am　too　old　to　learn　German。　I　regret　that　in　my　youth　I　had　neither　the　courage　nor　the　instruction　necessary。　I　would　certainly　have　turned　many　of　my　leisure　hours　to　the　translation　of　German　authors；　rather　than　to　Roman　and　French　writers；　but　the　past　cannot　be　recalled；　and　I　must　be　content！　If　I　can　never　hope　to　become　a　German　writer；　it　will　at　least　be　granted　me　to　sing　the　praises　of　the　regenerator　of　the　German　language　in　French　verse。　I　have　sought　to　do　so　nowlisten！〃

The　king　read　aloud　a　few　verses　to　the　enraptured　professor。　The　immoderate　praise　enchanted　him；　and；　in　the　assurance　of　his　pride　and　conceit；　he　did　not　remark　the　fine　irony　concealed　in　them。　With　a　raised　voice；　and　a　graceful；　bantering　smile；　the　king　concluded：

　　　　　〃C'est　a　toi　Cygne　des　Saxons；　　　　　　D'arracher　ce　secret　a　la　nature　avare；　　　　　　D'adoucir　dans　tes　chants　d'une　langue　barbare；　　　　　　Les　durs　et　detestables　sons'〃

＇Footnote：　Oeuvres　Posthumes；　vol。　vii。；　p　216。　　　　　　〃It　is　thine；　swan　of　the　Saxons；　　　　　　To　draw　the　secret　from　the　miser　Nature；　　　　　　To　soften　with　thy　songs　the　hard　　　　　　And　detestable　sounds　of　a　barbarous　tongue。〃＇

〃Ah！　your　majesty；〃　cried　Gottsched；　forgetting　his　indignation　over　the　langue　barbare；　in　his　rapture　at　the　praise　he　had　received；　〃you　are　kind　and　cruel　at　the　same　moment。　You　cast　reproach　upon　our　poor　language；　and；　at　the　same　time；　give　me　right　royal　praise。　Cygne　des　Saxonsthat　is　an　epithet　which　does　honor　to　the　royal　giver；　and　to　the　happy　receiver。　For　a　king　and　a　hero；　there　can　be　no　higher　fame　than　to　appreciate　and　reverence　men　of　letters。　The　sons　of　Apollo　and　the　Muses；　the　scholars；　the　artists　and　authors；　have　no　more　exalted　object　than　to　attain　the　acknowledgment　and　consideration　of　the　king　and　the　hero。　Sire；　I　make　you　a　most　profound　and　grateful　reverence。　You　have　composed　a　masterly　little　poem；　and　when　the　Cygne　des　Saxons　shall　sing　his　swanlike　song；　it　will　be　in　honor　of　the　great　Frederick；　the　Csesar　of　his　time。〃

〃Now；　my　dear　Quintus；〃　said　the　king；　after　Gottsched　had　withdrawn；　〃are　you　content　with　your　great　scholar？〃

〃Sire；〃　said　he；　〃I　must　sorrowfully　confess　that　the　great　Gottsched　has　covered　his　head　with　a　little　too　much　of　the　dust　of　learning；　he　is　too　much　of　the　pedant。〃

〃He　is　a　puffed…up。　conceited　fool；〃　said　the　king；　impatiently；　〃and　you　can　never　convince　me　that　he　is　a　great　genius。　Great　men　are　modest；　they　have　an　exalted　aim　ever　before　them；　and　are　never　satisfied　with　themselves；　but　men　like　this　Gottsched　place　themselves　upon　an　altar；　and　fall　down　and　worship。　This　is　their　only　reward；　and　they　will　never　do　any　thing　truly　great。〃

〃But　Gottsched　has　really　great　and　imperishable　merit；〃　said　Quintus；　eagerly。　〃He　has　done　much　for　the　language；　much　for　culture；　and　for　science。　All　Germany　honors　him；　and；　if　the　incense　offered　him　has　turned　his　head；　we　must　forgive　him；　because　of　the　great　service　he　has　rendered。〃

〃I　can　never　believe　that　he　is　a　great　man；　or　a　poet。　He　had　the　audacity　to　speak　of　the　golden　era　of　literature　which　bloomed　in　the　time　of　my　grandfather；　Frederick　I。；　in　Germany；　and　he　was　so　foolhardy　as　to　mention　some　German　scribblers　of　that　time；　whose　barbarous　names　no　one　knows；　as　the　equals　of　Racine；　and　Corneille；　and　even　of　Virgil。　Repeat　to　me；　once　more；　the　names　of　those　departed　geniuses；　that　I　may　know　the　rivals　of　the　great　writers　of　the　day！〃

〃He　spoke　of　Bessen　and　Neukirch；〃　said　Quintus；　〃I　must　confess　it　savors　of　audacity　to　compare　these　men　with　Racine　and　Corneille；　he　did　this；　perhaps；　to　excite　the　interest　of　your　majesty；　as　it　is　well　known　that　the　great　Frederick；　to　whom　all　Germany　renders　homage；　attributes　all　that　is　good　and　honorable　to　the　German；　but　has　a　poor　opinion　of　his　intellect；　his　learning；　and　his　wit。〃

The　king　was　about　to　reply；　when　a　servant　entered　and　gave　him　a　letter　from　the　professor；　Gottsched。

〃I　find；　Quintus；〃　said　the　king；　〃that　my　brother　in　Apollo　does　me　the　honor　to　treat　me　with　confidence。　If　I　was　at　all　disposed　to　be　arrogant；　I　might　finally　imagine　myself　to　be　his　equal。　Let　us　see　with　what　sort　of　dedication　the　Cygne　des　Saxons　has　honored　us。〃　He　opened　the　letter；　and　while　reading；　his　countenance　cleared；　and　he　burst　out　into　a　loud；　joyous　laugh。　〃Well；　you　must　read　this　poem；　and　tell　me　if　it　is　pure　German　and　true　poetry。〃　The　king；　assuming　the　attitude　of　a　great　tragedian；　stepped　forward　with　a　nasal　voice；　and　exactly　in　the　pompous　manner　of　Gottsched；　he　read　the　poem　aloud。　〃Be　pleased　to　remark；〃　said　the　king；　with　assumed　solemnity；　〃that　Gottsched　announces　himself　as　the　Pindar　of　Germany；　and　he　will　have　the　goodness　to　commend　me　in　his　rhymes　to　after…centuries。　And　now；　tell　me；　Quintus；　if　this　is　German　poetry？　Is　your　innermost　soul　inspired　by　these　exalted　lines？〃

〃Sire；〃　said　Quintus　Icilius；　〃I　abandon　my　renowned　scholar；　and　freely　confess　that　your　majesty　judged　him　correctly；　he　is　an　insufferable　fool　and　simpleton。〃

〃Not　so；　but　he　is　a　German　scholar；〃　said　the　king；　pathetically；　〃one　of　the　great　pillars　which　support　the　weight　of　the　great　temple　of　German　science　and　poetry。〃

〃Sire。　I　offer　up　my　German　scholar；　I　lay　him　upon　the　altar　of　your　just　irony。　You　may　tear　him　to　pieces；　he　is　yours。　But　I　pray　you；　therefore；　to　be　gracious；　sire；　and　promise　me　to　receive　my　poet　kindly。〃

〃I　promise；〃　said　the　king：　〃I　wish　also　to　become　acquainted　with　this　model。〃

〃Promise　me；　however；　one　thing。　If　the　German　poet　resembles　the　German　scholar；　you　will　make　me　no　reproaches　if　I　turn　away　from　all　such　commodities　in　future？〃




CHAPTER　XII。

GELLERT。


Gellert　was　just　returning　from　the　university；　where；　in　the　large　hall；　he　had　recommenced　his　lectures　on　morality。　A　large　audience　had　assembled；　who　had　given　the　most　undivided　attention　to　their　beloved　master。　As　he　left　the　rostrum　the　assembly；　entirely　contrary　to　their　usual　custom；　burst　forth　in　loud　applause；　and　all　pressed　forward　to　welcome　the　beloved　teacher　on　his　return　to　his　academic　duties　after　his　severe　illness。

These　proofs　of　love　had　touched　the　sensitive　German　poet　so　deeply　in　his　present　nervous　and　suffering　condition；　that　he　reached　his　lodging　deathly　pale　and　with　trembling　knees：　utterly　exhausted；　he　threw　himself　into　his　arm…chair；　the　only　article　of　luxury　in　his　simple　study。

The　old　man；　who　sat　near　the　window　in　this　study；　was　busily　engaged　in　reading；　and　paid　him　no　attention；　although　Gellert　coughed　several　times；　he　did　not　appear　to　remark　his　presence；　and　continued　to　read。

〃Conrad；〃　said　Gellert；　at　length；　in　a　friendly；　pleading　tone。

〃Professor；〃　answered　the　old　man；　as　he　looked　up　unwillingly　from　his　book。

〃Conrad；　it　seems　to　me　that　you　might　stand　up　when　I　enter；　not；　perhaps；　so　much　out　of　respect　for　your　master；　as　because　he　is　delicate　and　weak；　and　needs　your　assistance。〃

〃Professor；〃　said　the　old　man；　with　composure；　〃I　only　intended　finishing　the　chapt