Straightway then in a thoughtful tone the doctor made answer,
On whose tongue for a long time past the words had been trembling: 
“Pray let us here as before pursue the safe middle course only. 
Make haste slowly:  that was Augustus the emperor’s motto. 
Willingly I myself place at my well-beloved neighbor’s disposal,
Ready to do him what service I can with my poor understanding. 
Youth most especially stands in need of some one to guide it. 
Let me therefore go forth that I may examine the maiden,
And may question the people among whom she lives and who know her. 
Me ’tis not easy to cheat:  I know how words should be valued.”

Straightway the son broke in, and with wing’ed words made he answer: 
“Do so, neighbor, and go and make thine inquiries; but with thee
I should be glad if our minister here were joined in the errand: 
Two such excellent men would be irreproachable judges. 
O my father! believe me, she’s none of those wandering maidens,
Not one of those who stroll through the land in search of adventure,
And who seek to ensnare inexperienced youth in their meshes. 
No:  the hard fortunes of war, that universal destroyer,
Which is convulsing the earth and has hurled from its deep foundations
Many a structure already, have sent the poor girl into exile. 
Are not now men of high birth, the most noble, in misery roaming? 
Princes fly in disguise and kings are in banishment living. 
So alas! also is she, the best among all of her sisters,
Driven an exile from home; yet, her personal sorrows forgetting,
She is devoted to others; herself without help, she is helpful. 
Great is the want and the suffering over the earth that are spreading: 
Shall not some happiness, too, be begotten of all this affliction,
And shall not I in the arms of my wife, my trusted companion,
Look back with joy to the war, as do ye to the great conflagration?”

Outspoke the father then in a tone of decision, and answered: 
“Strangely thy tongue has been loosened, my son, which many a year past
Seemed to have stuck in thy mouth, and only to move on compulsion! 
I must experience to-day, it would seem, what threatens all fathers,
That the son’s headstrong will the mother with readiness favors,
Showing too easy indulgence; and every neighbor sides with them
When there is aught to be carried against the father and husband. 
But I will not oppose you, thus banded together:  how could I? 
For I already perceive here tears and defiance beforehand. 
Go ye therefore, inquire, in God’s name, bring me the daughter. 
But if not so, then the boy is to think no more of the maiden.”