To Fraulein, the lively one

Gravely, I wish you to know the stirrings of my soul. There is so much I wish to reveal to you, but can find no proper means. In truth, I am afraid of you – of your lively gait, your high spirits, your guileless humor. All these frighten me because I can find no way to match them. To you, my strides would appear sluggish, my manner faint, my humor queer. How far apart must lie the two stars from which we have descended.

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