I can endure these rooms no longer.

The forest is putting forth its first green leafage.

The birds are returning.

Red deer are plenty in the woods along the Danube.

I must get out of doors into the open air.
As matters are now, I could not leave his Majesty; but when the band and the boy choir are at his disposal, they will dispel his melancholy moods, and I can venture later to leave him to you and Malfalconnet, whose wit will be freshly seasoned by the payment of his debts.