Ludwig Tieck

“ There he sat down and looked at the many beautiful flowers that surrounded him. They all looked at him as though with friendly, loving eyes, and he thought deeply of Magelone, and how she had loved him.
— How can a lover, he exclaimed, ever feel lonely? Do not these blue-bells remind me of her charming eyes? Does not this golden leaf remind me of her tresses? Does not the beauty of this lily and rose side by side remind me of her tender cheeks? It is as though the wind blowing through these flowers were trying to sound her sweet name, as though on the strings of a lute. ”

“ By now the Count of Provence and his wife were very worried because they had heard nothing of their beloved son. His mother was particularly anxious, for she pined to see her only son after such a long time. She often spoke with the count of her grief, lamenting that her beautiful son had probably perished. Then one day a feast was decreed, and a fisherman brought a large fish to the count's kitchen. When the cook cut the fish open, he found three rings in its belly, which he brought to the Countess. ”