and decided to take her foster son and move. They moved to the small Westphalian town of Wiedenbrück, where she enrolled him in the local boys' school. They lived a quiet life in the town until the year 1827. She began teaching at Saint Leonard's Academy in Aachen, where she taught for six years, teaching, among others, the eventual founder of the "Sisters of the Poor Children of Jesus," Clara Fey. In 1826, Pauline Mallinckrodt, foundress of the Sisters of Christian Charity, became one of Luise's students. In 1833 Luise returned to Berlin to care for her aged mother. Her religious convictions were once again tested by love, this time in the form of a marriage proposal from a doctor, Clemens August Alertz, who would later become the personal physician to Pope Pius IX. She continued to teach, and writing religious poems, moving several times. She spent her last years in Paderborn with her former pupil Pauline Mallinckrodt, at the convent of the Sisters of Christian Charity, where she died on December 18, 1876, at the age of 78. Works Her "Gedichte" (English: Poems), which include some work by her sister, Wilhelmine, were published in 1858, and show a wistful piety on the part of Hensel, a prime example of German religious poetry. Two more books, compilations of her songs and poems, were published: "Lieder" (English: Songs) in 1869, and her last work, "Briefe der Dichterin Luise H." (English: Letters of the poet Luise H.), posthumously in 1878. Catherine Winkworth translated Immer muss ich wieder lesem as Ever Would I fain be Reading. One of her most well-known poems, "Müde bin ich" (English: I am tired), appears below in its original German, and an English translation. A looser English translation of this by Frances Ridley Havergal is entitled Now the Light Has Gone Away. Müde bin ich Original German: Müde bin ich Müde bin ich, geh' zur Ruh', Schließe beide Äuglein zu; Vater, laß die Augen dein Über meinem Bette sein! Hab' ich Unrecht heut' gethan, Sieh' es, lieber Gott, nicht an! Deine Gnad' und Jesu Blut Machen allen Schaden gut. Alle, die mir sind verwandt, Gott, laß ruh'n in deiner Hand! Alle Menschen, groß und klein, Sollen dir befohlen sein. Kranken Herzen sende Ruh', Nasse Augen schließe zu; Laß den Mond am Himmel steh'n Und die stille Welt beseh'n! English Translation: I am tired I am tired, go to