The whole force of these words fell upon the unfortunate Werther. Full of despair, he threw himself at Charlotte`s feet, seized her hands, and pressed them to his eyes and to his forehead. An apprehension of his fatal project now struck her for the first time. Her senses were bewildered: she held his hands, pressed them to her bosom; and, leaning toward him with emotions of the tenderest pity, her warm cheek touched his.

They lost sight of everything.