Bergt es nicht, geliebte Blicke
Language: German (Deutsch)
Bergt es nicht, geliebte Blicke,
Daß mich Eure Huld verläßt.
Wie auch Lieb' es immer schicke,
Bleibt sie doch ein ewig Fest.
Was verschwand, ist doch gewesen,
Nie Gewes'nes wird doch seyn,
Und zu ew'ger Lust erlesen,
Wallt vorüber jede Pein.
Bergt es nicht, Ihr süßen Augen,
Birg' es nicht, du süßer Mund.
Müßt nun so zu Bothen taugen,
Thatet einst mir andres kund.
Ach vorüber, schon vorüber
Dieser Stunden kurzes Glühn!
Wolken wandern tiefer, trüber,
Blumen woll'n noch kaum erblühn.
Blumen, mag's Euch wer verdenken?
Wolken, nein, ich klage nicht.
Blum' und Wolke muß sich kränken;
Denn es flieht das schönste Licht.
Bald entschwunden, wie entsprossen,
Schließt Vergängliches den Lauf.
Mir im Äußern zugeschlossen,
Wacht das Licht im Innern auf.
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Confirmed with Gedichte von Fridr. Baron de la Motte-Fouqué, Neueste Auflage, Wien: Bey B. Ph. Bauer, 1816, pages 90-91
Submitted by Sharon Krebs [Guest Editor]
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Do not conceal it, beloved glances
Language: English after the German (Deutsch)
Do not conceal it, beloved glances
That your favour is leaving me.
Whatever love may send,
Love remains an eternal celebration.
What has vanished, was nevertheless there once,
What has never been shall be, nevertheless,
And chosen to be eternal joy,
Every suffering wanders by.
Do not conceal it, you sweet eyes,
Do not conceal it, you sweet lips.
You must be these kinds of messengers now;
Once you gave me different tidings.
Ah past, already past
Is the short glow of these hours!
Clouds drift in deeper, more dreary,
Flowers barely wish to bloom any longer.
Flowers, could one reproach you for it?
Clouds, no, I do not complain.
Flower and cloud must be grieved;
For the most beautiful light is fleeing.
Quickly vanished, as it sprouted,
The ephemeral ceases its journey.
Denied to me on the outside,
Light awakens within me.
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Translated titles:
"Entsagung" = "Renunciation"
"Bergt es nicht, geliebte Blicke" = "Do not conceal it, beloved glances"
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