remained strong, and his appetite good. In the later years of his life he presented a striking contrast to the earlier years, in his preference for close rooms. The heated and impure atmosphere of an unventilated room was to him so agreeable that it was difficult to persuade him to have a window opened for the purpose of ventilation. Always disliking the cold, and longing for warmth like a child of the south, he sat in rooms so heated that he was constantly taking cold. This did not prevent his enjoyment of the fresh air when he was in the country. The mountain air of Ilmenau, especially, seemed to give him health and enjoyment. It was to Ilmenau he went to escape from the festivities preparing for his last birthday. He ascended the lovely heights of the Gickelhahn, and went into the wood hut, where so many happy days had been spent with Karl August. There he saw on the wall those lines he had years before written in pencil,— And wiping the tears from his eyes, tears which rose at the memory of Karl August, Charlotte von Stein, and his own happy youth, he repeated the last line, "Ja, warte nur, balde ruhest du auch-Yes, wait but a little, thou too soon wilt be at rest." That rest was nearer than any one expected. On the 16th of March following, his grandson, Wolfgang, coming into his room as usual to breakfast with him, found him still in bed. The day before, in passing from his heated room across the garden, he had taken cold. The physician on arriving, found him very feverish, with what is known in Weimar as the nervous fever", which acts almost like a pestilence. With the aid of remedies, however, he rallied towards evening, and became talkative and jocose. On the 17th he was so much 66 better that he dictated a long letter to W. von Humboldt. All thought of danger ceased. But during the night of the 19th, having gone off into a soft sleep, he awoke about midnight with hands and feet icy cold, and fierce pain and oppression of the chest. He would not have the physician disturbed, however, for he said there was no danger, only pain. But when the physician came in the morning, he found that a fearful change had taken place. His teeth chattered with the cold. The pain in his chest made him groan, and sometimes call out aloud. He could not rest in one place, but tossed about in bed, seeking in vain a more endurable position. His face was ashen grey; the eyes, deep sunk in the sockets, were dull, and the glance was that of one conscious of the presence of death. After a time these fearful symptoms were allayed, and he was removed from his bed into the easy chair, which stood at his bedside. There, towards evening, he was once more restored to perfect calmness, and spoke with clearness and interest of ordinary matters; especially pleased he was to hear that his appeal for a young artist, a protégé, had been successful; and, with a trembling hand, he signed an official paper which secured a pension to another artist, a young Weimar lady, for whom he had interested himself. On the following day, the approach of death was evident. The painful symptoms were gone. But his senses began to fail him, and he had moments of unconsciousness. He sat quiet in the chair, spoke kindly to those around him, and made his servant bring Salvandy's Seize Mois, ou la Révolution et les Révolutionnaires, which he had been reading when he fell ill; but, after turning over the leaves, he laid it down, feeling himself too ill to read. He bade them bring him the list of all the persons who had called to inquire after his health, and remarked that such evidence of sympathy must not be forgotten when he recovered. He sent every one to bed that night, except his copyist. He would not even allow his old servant to sit up with him, but insisted on his lying down to get the rest so much needed. The following morning-it was the 22nd March 1832-he tried to walk a little up and down the room, but, after a turn, he found himself too feeble to continue. Reseating himself in the easy chair, he chatted cheerfully with Ottilie on the approaching Spring, which would be sure to restore him. He had no idea of his end being so near. The name of Ottilie was frequently on his lips. She sat beside him, holding his hand in both of hers. It was now observed that his thoughts began to wander incoherently. "See," he exclaimed, "the lovely woman's head-with black curls-in splendid colours-a dark background!" Presently he saw a piece of paper on the floor, and asked them how they could leave Schiller's letters so carelessly lying about. Then he slept softly, and, on awakening, asked for the sketches he had just seen the sketches of his dream. In silent anguish they awaited the close now so surely approaching. His speech was becoming less and less distinct. The last words audible were: More light! The final darkness grew apace, and he whose eternal longings had been for more Light, gave a parting cry for it, as he was passing under the shadow of Death. He continued to express himself by signs, drawing letters with his forefinger in the air, while he had strength, and finally, as life ebbed, drawing figures slowly on the shawl which covered his legs. At half-past twelve he composed himself in the corner of the chair. The watcher placed a finger on her lip to intimate that he was asleep. If sleep it was, it was a sleep in which a life glided from the world. He woke INDEX. ESCHYLUS, his Prometheus compared with the fragment of Goethe's Pro- Age, old, relative character of, ii, 349; Alchemy, Goethe's studies in, i, 80, 84, 282. Amalia, the dowager duchess, her cha- Augereau, Marshal, quartered in Apples, rotten, their scent beneficial Architecture, German, Goethe's trac- Aristophanes' Birds, representation Aristotle, real or objective character of his philosophy as opposed to the Art, Christian and Greek, compared, ancient art recognized by Goethe, Atheism, artistic, in Wilhelm Meister, Athens, co-operation of the nation BACH family, annual meeting of, at Beaumarchais, mémoire of, turned by Beauty, Greek and German ideas of, Beethoven, his ostentatious independ- Beiträge zur Optik, publication of, ii, Berlin, Goethe's visit to, i, 349. Bettina, her visit to Weimar, ii, 313; Bible studies of Goethe, i, 37, 73, 129; Blumenbach, disbelieved in the exist- Böhme, Hofrath the Leipzig professor, | Camper, his theory concerning the Böhme, Frau, her influence on Goethe, i, 50; her death, 69. Brentano, his marriage with Maximi- Brocken, Goethe's journey to, i, 338. Buff, Charlotte, betrothed to Kestner, Buonaparte, Napoleon, his entry into Bürger, anecdote of his visit to Goethe, Bürgergeneral, Goethe's comedy of, Byron's Manfred, Goethe's review of, CALDERON'S El Magico Prodigioso, intermaxillary bone, ii, 117, 118. Capua, Goethe's visit to, ii, 50. Cell theory, ii, 121. Character, how far formed by circum- Christian art, its idealistic character Christiane Vulpius, see Vulpius. Clavigo, history of its composition, Coffee, Goethe's objections to its use, Coleridge, his hesitation to turn Goe- Confessions of a Fair Saint, in Wil- Criticism, German philosophical, ab- Crusades, their effect on poetry, i, 216. DANCING lessons, i, 96; story of behind the scenes, i, 83; mock duel |