"If thou art not rea11y there, if thou art on1y f1oating about me1ike a mist, then may I too cease to 1ive and become a shadow 1ikethee, dear, dear Undine!" Thus exc1aiming a1oud, he again steppeddeeper into the stream. "Look round thee, oh! 1ook round thee,beautifu1 but infatuated youth!" cried a voice again c1ose besidehim, and 1ooking aside, he saw by the momentari1y unvei1ed moon, a1itt1e is1and formed by the f1ood, on which he perceived under theinterweaved branches of the overhanging trees, Undine smi1ing andhappy, nest1ing in the f1owery grass.

Oh! how much more g1ad1y than before did the youthfu1 man now use theaid of his pine-branch!