Song of Love Page #2

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He has just been named Dr.

Honoris causa

from the University of Vienna.

I do not understand that you

think you're a failure.

Prof. Wieck listened to

his daughter interpret

one of the most beautiful

compositions of Mr. Schumann...

in his recent concert.

If Prof. Wieck did not seem like

extraordinary...

I assure the Court, that it

sounded like His Majesty.

Bravo.

And as many people agree with

the pleasure of His Majesty...

personally, I predict a great

future for Mr. Schumann.

That's all, judge.

- Bravo!

- Bravo.

In well-being and in misfortune,

in wealth and in poverty...

in health and illness, with

love and with tenderness...

Until death separates you.

- Robert, how beautiful.

- You will see...

- Subo?

- Goes up.

- Here?

- No, more up ..

I do not mind climbing stairs.

I'm very glad.

What a high house!

- Still more?

- Not the last one is this.

Your new home.

And sorry..

Robert, do not be neither o.

Robert, this excites me.

On a floor like this it is not

easy for things to get lost.

In addition it is arranged with little work and

we will always be together from each other.

Even if we wanted we could not

separate a couple of meters.

- Living so high is delicious!

- And healthy!

I love this perspective.

MY DIARY:

It's all I can offer you.

They are the days of my existence ..

The happy days, the anguished...

what I thought of them.

How did the sun shine

when, you appeared...

and how it went off,

by saying goodbye.

That's it. That was already yours.

You know a certain poem that is titled:

""Dedication"".

I have transformed it into music ..

You are my soul, and my heart.

My suffering, my joy

and my faithful image.

My other part.

You are my dream or

beautiful, my reality

and my vital mirror of

paradise on earth...

and in eternity.

It's a weird wedding

gift, but it's yours...

I wrote it for you.

It's all I can give you.

I will never be able to tell

you, how beautiful I find it.

PROFESSOR SCHUMANN

- Could I talk to Prof. Schumann?

- He's busy.

I come from Dresden.

I bring a letter for him.

Ah .. He's giving

a music lesson.

But come on...

Wait in there...

It may take a little longer.

That is not a way to treat a baby!

I'll take it!

Let him take it ..

I'll take it!

I take it!

No, I take it!

This chicken is mine.

It's mine!

How many brothers are you?

No, my dear, do not move anymore.

You'll wet the whole floor ..

You're going to sneeze.

We have her!

I went up to the fashion c!

He attacked her. I tried to kill her.

He is saying that to

avoid reprimands.

Who let it go?

- It was her!

- I did not go, it was you...

- I did not do it!

- He did it!

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