We began talking because
I must have money,
otherwise I'll be ruined.
I asked her except—
very ill and unlikely,
expecting news of the end,
waiting for a year and a half now,
breathless with anticipation—
nothing much managed to come.
Coldly and severely—
not her blood relation—
I said confidently:
Be not mistaken!
I'll just as soon have her
two thousand gulden from Paris;
General's daughter,
or not!
What intimate,
loving Behavior,
to be sure!