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by Johannes Martin Miller (1750 - 1814)
Translation © by Sharon Krebs

Im dunkeln Thale stand ich und jammerte
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Our translations:  ENG
Im dunkeln Thale stand ich und jammerte;
Der Seele bange Leiden umwölken mich;
   Verkannter Liebe Schmerzen hiengen
      Fürchterlich über mein mattes Haupt her!
 
Da brach ein Glanz aus Wolken, da schimmerte
Vor mir der Hügel; siehe, da standest du,
   O [Hofnung]1, hell im Sonnenstrale,
      Winktest mir armen Verlaßnen freundlich.
 
Hinauf! Hinauf! Da wand ich durch Dornen mich;
Des Bluts nicht achtend; lachte die Schlangen an,
   Die wüthig zischten; sah den Glanz nur
      Und den eröffneten Arm der [Hofnung]1! --
 
O Göttin, Göttin! Sage, was wandelt dort?
Es kommt; es kommt! Es lächelt, o Göttin, mir!
   Ists Mariane? Mariane?
      Birg mich, o Göttin! Es kommt! Es lacht mir! --
 
In meinen Arm? Ich sinke vor Seligkeit!
Am Herzen mir? O Heilige, [steh]2 mir bey! --
   Mein bist Du? -- Gott, und Engel Gottes,
      Helft mir die lastende Freude tragen!
 
Wo bin ich, Engel? -- Wieder ins Thal gestürzt?
Umhüllt von neuer, dämmernder Traurigkeit?
   Der Hügel wieder trüb in Wolken? --
      Engel, und Menschen! [Wo bin ich, bin ich?]3

Available sung texts: (what is this?)

•   D. Türk 

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Confirmed with Johann Martin Miller, Siegwart. Eine Klostergeschichte, Faksimiledruck nach der Ausgabe von 1776, mit einem Nachwort von Alain Faure, Zweiter Band, Stuttgart: J.B. Metzlersche Verlagsbuchhandlung, 1971, pages 788-789. Note: in this edition, the word "Hoffnung" is consistently spelled "Hofnung"

1 Türk: "Hoffnung"
2 Türk: "steht"
3 Türk: "Wo bin ich? Wo bin ich?"

Text Authorship:

  • by Johannes Martin Miller (1750 - 1814), no title, appears in Siegwart. Eine Klostergeschichte [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]

Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):

  • by Daniel Gottlob Türk (1750 - 1813), "Im dunkeln Thale stand ich und jammerte;", published 1780 [ voice and piano ], from Lieder und Gedichte aus dem Siegwart, no. 15, Leipzig und Halle, private publication (i.e., financed by the composer) [sung text checked 1 time]

Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):

  • ENG English (Sharon Krebs) , copyright © 2016, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


Researcher for this page: Sharon Krebs [Guest Editor]

This text was added to the website: 2016-06-16
Line count: 24
Word count: 166

In the dark valley I stood and wailed
Language: English  after the German (Deutsch) 
In the dark valley I stood and wailed;
Shrouded by the anxious sufferings of my soul;
   The pains of misunderstood love hung
      Fearsomely over my weary head!
 
Then a radiance burst forth from the clouds, the hill
Shimmered before me; behold, there you stood
   Oh Hope, brightly in a sunbeam,
      Beckoned kindly to me, a forsaken wretch.
 
Upward! Upward! I fought my way through thorns,
Disregarding my bleeding; I laughed at the snakes
   That hissed furiously; I only saw the radiance
      And the open arms of Hope!
 
Oh goddess, goddess! Tell me, who walks yonder?
She approaches; she approaches!  Oh goddess, she smiles upon me!
   Is it Mariane? Mariane?
      Hide me, oh goddess! She approaches!  She smiles upon me! --
 
In my arms? I subside in rapture!
At my breast? Oh [holy one]1, stand by me! --
   You are mine? -- God, and angels of God,
      Help me to bear the burden of happiness!
 
Where am I, angel? -- Dashed into the valley again?
Shrouded in new, darkening sadness?
   The hilltop again drearily in the clouds?
      Angels, and people! [Where am I, am I?]2

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1 Türk: "saints"
2 Türk: "Where am I? Where am I?"

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  • Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © 2016 by Sharon Krebs, (re)printed on this website with kind permission. To reprint and distribute this author's work for concert programs, CD booklets, etc., you may ask the copyright-holder(s) directly or ask us; we are authorized to grant permission on their behalf. Please provide the translator's name when contacting us.
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  • a text in German (Deutsch) by Johannes Martin Miller (1750 - 1814), no title, appears in Siegwart. Eine Klostergeschichte
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This text was added to the website: 2016-06-16
Line count: 24
Word count: 183

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