Ludwig van Beethoven

(For my brothers Carl and ....
to be read and executed after my death.
Heiligenstadt, October 10, 1802)
"- thus do I take my farewell of thee
- and indeed sadly
- yes that beloved hope
- which I brought with me when I came here to be cured at least in a degree
- I must wholly abandon, as the leaves of autumn fall and are withered so hope has been blighted, almost as I came
- I go away
- even the high courage
- which often inspired me in the beautiful days of summer
- has disappeared
- O Providence
- grant me at least but on e day of pure joy
- it is so long since real joy echoed in my heart
- O when
- O when, O Divine One
- shall I find it again in the temple of nature and of men
- Never? no
- O that would be too hard."
(Beethoven's Heiligenstadt Will)