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. The life of Bismarck, private and political;. embassy, but quitted it as a cavalry officer. Hewas averse to the military art, and soon obtained his discharge asa captain. Oa the 5th of March, 1762, he married ChristineCharlotte Gottliebe von Schonfeld—born the 25th of December, he obtained a victory over the Austrians under Prince Karl of Lorraine. The placehas some 1200 inhabitants, and is situated near Czaslau in Bohemia. This deci-ded the cession of almost the whole of ISilesia.—K. E. II. M. CHRISTINE VON BISMARCK. 63 1741; deceased on the 22d of October, 1772—her mother havingbeen a sist
. The life of Bismarck, private and political;. embassy, but quitted it as a cavalry officer. Hewas averse to the military art, and soon obtained his discharge asa captain. Oa the 5th of March, 1762, he married ChristineCharlotte Gottliebe von Schonfeld—born the 25th of December, he obtained a victory over the Austrians under Prince Karl of Lorraine. The placehas some 1200 inhabitants, and is situated near Czaslau in Bohemia. This deci-ded the cession of almost the whole of ISilesia.—K. E. II. M. CHRISTINE VON BISMARCK. 63 1741; deceased on the 22d of October, 1772—her mother havingbeen a sister of his mother, one of the Dewitz family. An ele-gant French composition, by Charles Alexander, is preserved ; aspirited and touching memorial of his departed wife, in the infla-ted style of those days. The title of this composition—of greatermerit than usually the case with such writings—is as foll6ws: Eloge ou Monument erige a la Memoire de C. C. G. de Bis-marck, nee de Schoenfeld, par Charles Alexandre de , CHRISTINE VON BISMARCK. We select a few passages therefrom :— My friend lost her mother (Sophie Eleonore von Dewitz) inher earliest childhood, and her maternal grandmother (LouiseEmilie von Dewitz, born a Von Zeethen of the family of Trebnitz)took her to live with her at Hoffelde. She was there nurtured inretirement and innocence, and already won my heart by her filialgentleness. There I found her once more, after years of war andlife in a distant garrison, in perfect innocence, the charming pic-ture of a blushing rose. O! that ye could return, ye hours ofrapture ! when the society of this sweet creature, who in her soli- 64: ELEGY IN MEMORY OF ERAU VON BISMARCK. tude had received nothing from art, but every thing from the handof nature, filled my soul with such celestial joy, that in possessingher I forgot, not alone every evil of life, but even every minorgrief! Eeturn at least for an instant to my remembrance, yesweetest of hours, fo
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