The Youth of Goethe

The Youth of Goethe

Peter Hume Brown

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The Youth of Goethe by Peter Hume Brown

The Youth of Goethe Chapter 1 EARLY YEARS IN FRANKFORT

1749-1765

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GOETHE'S BIRTHPLACE AND ITS INFLUENCE ON HIM 1

PERIOD OF HIS BIRTH 4

HIS FATHER 6

HIS MOTHER 8

HIS SISTER 10

FAMILY FRIENDS 11

HIS EDUCATION 12

RELIGIOUS INFLUENCES 14

THE SEVEN YEARS' WAR 18

FRENCH OCCUPATION OF FRANKFORT 19

GOETHE'S FIRST LOVE 21

DESTINED FOR THE STUDY OF LAW 23

THE BOY THE FATHER OF THE MAN 25

HIS CHARACTER AND EARLY TASTES 27

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