. Fragments of an autobiography . CHAPTER III LEIPSIC IN 1847 AND 1848—MENDELSSOHNSDEATH well l^CttiembeiT that first yearof my stay in Leipsic, when all ourinterests seemed to centre in the friendwe were to lose so soon. At all times I was proud of mygodfather, inordinately so, perhaps, when conversa-tion turned on the great kindness which Goethe hadlavished on his young friend Felix. To know a manwho had known Goethe seemed to me like know-ing a man who had known Shakespeare, and I wasaccordingly proud of my godfather. It is not sur-prising that Goethe, the great dissector of humannature, sh
. Fragments of an autobiography . CHAPTER III LEIPSIC IN 1847 AND 1848—MENDELSSOHNSDEATH well l^CttiembeiT that first yearof my stay in Leipsic, when all ourinterests seemed to centre in the friendwe were to lose so soon. At all times I was proud of mygodfather, inordinately so, perhaps, when conversa-tion turned on the great kindness which Goethe hadlavished on his young friend Felix. To know a manwho had known Goethe seemed to me like know-ing a man who had known Shakespeare, and I wasaccordingly proud of my godfather. It is not sur-prising that Goethe, the great dissector of humannature, should, with a few masterly touches, haveportrayed the boy of twelve, and forecast the characterof the man. ** You know, he said to his friendKellstab, the doctrine of temperaments ; every onehas four in his composition, only in different propor-tions. Well, this boy, I should say, possesses thesmallest possible modicum of phlegm, and the maxi-mum of the opposite quality. Whatever that opposite quality was which Goethe had in his
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