The German Classics of the Nineteenth and Twentieth Centuries, Volume 04 - Masterpieces of German Literature Translated into English. in Twenty Volumes by Unknown
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observe as he was keen to sympathize and permitted himself an
astonishing variety of quickly changing and even simultaneous experiments, both at Hof and later in the aristocratic circles that were presently to open to him. In his theory, which finds fullest expression in _Hesperus_, love was to be wholly platonic. If the first kiss did not end it, the second surely would. "I do not seek," he says, "the fairest face but the fairest heart. I can overlook all spots on that, but none on this." "He does not love who _sees_ his beloved, but he who _thinks_ her." That is the theory. The practice was a little different. It shows Richter at Hof exchanging fine-spun sentiments on God, immortality and soul-affinity with some half dozen young women to the perturbation of their spirits, in a transcendental atmosphere of sentiment, arousing but never fulfilling the expectation of a formal betrothal. That Jean Paul was capable of inspiring love of the common sort is abundantly attested by his correspondence. Perhaps no man ever had so many women of education and social position "throw themselves" at him; but that he was capable of returning such love in kind does not appear from acts or letters at this time, or, save perhaps for the first years of his married life, at any later period. The immediate effect of the bright hours at Hof on Richter as a writer was wholly beneficent. _Mr. Florian Fülbel's Journey_ and _Bailiff Josuah Freudel's Complaint Bible_ show a new geniality in the personification of amusing foibles. And with these was a real little masterpiece, _Life of the Contented Schoolmaster Maria Wuz_, which alone, said the Berlin critic Moritz, might suffice to make its author immortal. In this delicious pedagogical idyl, written in December, 1790, the humor is sound, healthy, thoroughly German and characteristic of Richter at his best. It seems as though one of the great Dutch painters were guiding the pen, revealing the beauty of |
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