What tune could this young man be playing to so enthrall the young lass? What could possibly be racing through her mind?##Perhaps the feverish words of the maiden in von Goethe's "Die Bekehrte" could illuminate us as to her thoughts: ##"In the red glow of sunset I walked silently through the wood. Damon sat and blew his flute so that the rocks resounded: So la la! . . .## And he drew me down to him and kissed me so gently, so sweetly..." *##The central scene pictured is 19 inches horizontal by 19 inches vertical. ##*Translated from the German by Eric Sams.