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Updated: June 4, 2025
When Zosia saw this, she ran up, and with one white hand proffered him the hammers with which the master was wont to sound the strings; with the other hand she stroked the old man’s grey beard, and said with a curtsy:— “Jankiel, be so good; you see this is my betrothal; play for me, Jankiel. Haven’t you often promised to play at my wedding?”
The leaders, kissing her hands, took the posies; Zosia curtsied once more to all in turn, her cheeks glowing.
Zosia was dancing merrily: but, though she was in the first couple, from a distance she could hardly be seen; on the broad surface of the turf-spread court, in her green gown and decked with garlands and with flowery wreaths, she circled amid the grasses and flowers unseen in her flight, guiding the dance as an angel guides the motion of the stars by night: you could guess where she was, for towards her all eyes were turned and all arms stretched out; towards her the tumult pressed.
Question me no further; if Zosia will consent to wait, she may perhaps soon find in me a better man—and a man more worthy of her; perhaps by my constancy I shall gain her affection, perhaps I shall adorn my name with some trifling glory, perhaps I shall soon return to the home of my fathers.
On December 8, 1832, he wrote to a friend: “I am now at work on a poem of life among the gentry, in the style of Hermann and Dorothea. I have already jotted down a thousand verses.” He had evidently planned a village idyl of no great length, probably based on the love of Thaddeus and Zosia.
Unfortunately the shortness of the time prevented them from adopting Buchmann’s advice. The gentry took a hasty farewell and at once started on their journey. But the Judge retained Thaddeus in the room and said to the Monk:— “It is time for me to tell you what I learned with certainty only yesterday, that our Thaddeus is sincerely in love with Zosia; let him ask her hand before his departure!
You see, Zosia, that any one who grows up in the sight of men, even though she may be beautiful and clever, produces no impression, since all have been accustomed to seeing her ever since she was small.
But he blubbered and blubbered like a peasant’s baby: ‘Father, you may kill me, but I must go there!’ and he kept on sobbing. ‘What’s the matter with you?’ I asked, and he told me that he was in love with Zosia, and wanted to have a look at her!
I have taken a great liking to that little girl, Zosia, your ward, though I have seen her only a couple of times; but they tell me that you design for my wife the Chamberlain’s daughter, a beautiful girl, and a rich man’s daughter. Now I could not marry Panna Rosa when I am in love with Zosia; it is hard to change one’s heart, but dishonourable to marry when one loves another.
He meditated whether his observation might not be true, that the Count and Zosia had some mutual understanding. “And what of that? Perhaps the Count sincerely loves Zosia; perhaps she loves him, and will choose him for her husband! By what right could I desire to break off that marriage; and, unhappy myself, to destroy the happiness of every one?”
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