Werther sings a sad song from Ossian,

lines he once translated together

with his adored Charlotte.

son adoration.

Why awaken me, oh breath of Spring?

On my brow I feel thy caresses,

and yet the time

of storms and sorrows is nigh!

Why awaken me, oh breath of Spring?

Tomorrow, remembering my former

glory, the traveller will come into the dale

and in vain will his eyes seek

my splendour:

they will find naught but

mourning and despair!

Alas! Why awaken me,

oh breath of Spring?