Am Weissdorn

O sage, willst du mit mir geh'n?
Der Weissdorn blüht im tiefen Walde,
Die lauen Lenzeslüfte wehn,
Die Bienen schwärmen auf der Halde.

Und kommt die schwüle Sommerzeit,
Belauschen wir die Turteltäubchen,
Der Tauber gurrt und macht sich breit,
Im weichen Neste sitzt das Weibchen.

Und bricht der rauhe Herbst herein,
So seh'n wir, wie die Nebel wallen,
Und lächeln, wenn im welken Hain
Die rothen Blätter niederfallen.

Und schneit der Winter uns in's Haar,
Dann träumen wir in stillen Stunden,
Wie schön es einst im Frühling war,
Als wir am Weissdorn uns gefunden.

Translation(s): ENG

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Submitted by Sharon Krebs [Guest Editor]

Authorship

• by Max Kalbeck (1850 - 1921) [ author's text not yet checked 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 Ignaz Brüll (1846 - 1907), "Am Weissdorn", op. 78 (Vier Lieder für 1 Singstimme mit Pianoforte) no. 4, published 1899 [voice and piano], Langensalza, Beyer & Söhne [ sung text checked 1 time]
• by Alexander von Fielitz (1860 - 1930), "Am Weissdorn", op. 67 (Sechs Gedichte für 1 mittlere Stimme mit Pianofortebegleitung) no. 6, published 1897 [medium voice and piano], Magdeburg, Heinrichshofen Verlag [ sung text not yet checked against a primary source]

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

• ENG English (Sharon Krebs) , "By the white hawthorn", copyright © 2017, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

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By the white hawthorn

Oh tell me, do you want to come with me?
The white hawthorn blooms in the deep forest,
The warm spring breezes blow,
The bees are swarming upon the upward slope.

And when the humid summertime comes,
We shall eavesdrop on the turtledoves,
The male dove coos and spreads his feathers,
The female sits in the soft nest.

And when harsh autumn burst upon us,
We shall see the mists surging,
And shall smile when the red leaves
Fall in the withered grove.

And when winter snows upon our hair,
Then we shall dream in quiet hours,
About how lovely it once was in spring,
When we found each other at the white hawthorn.

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• a text in German (Deutsch) by Max Kalbeck (1850 - 1921)
• This text was set to music by the following composer(s): Ignaz Brüll, Alexander von Fielitz. Go to the text.

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