And the absurdity of the episode concerns only me, my enemy Falk, and my friend Hermann.
There seemed to be something like peculiar em phasis on the words "My friend Hermann," which caused one of us (for we had just been speaking of heroism at sea) to say idly and nonchalantly:
In those old, old times, the Count Bruno lived in a great castle near there with his son, the Count Hermann, a youth of twenty.
The moon shed her silvery light over the whole country; the steep bank mountains appeared in the most fantastical shapes, and the high oaks on either side bowed their Branches on Hermann's passing.
On her next visit she brought Hermann von Schmidt along with her.
"But, Marian, why should your Hermann be jealous of my writing poetry about my own sister?"
From first to last Hermann
's niece utters no word in the tale -- and it is not because she is dumb, but for the simple reason that whenever she happens to come under the observation of the narrator she has either no occasion or is too profoundly moved to speak.
The Americans had lost a second ship, name unknown; the Hermann had been damaged in covering the Barbarossa....
The fight had not lasted five minutes before the appearance of the Hermann to the east, and immediately after of the Furst Bismarck in the west, forced the Americans to leave her, but in that time they had smashed her iron to rags.
But although I'm not exactly engaged to Hermann
I can never love anyone else, and I look upon myself as his bride."
, that Glaucon and Adeimantus are not the brothers but the uncles of Plato, or the fancy of Stallbaum that Plato intentionally left anachronisms indicating the dates at which some of his Dialogues were written.
Boerhaave (1668-1738), a celebrated Dutch physician and philosopher.