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An Schwager Kronos

Language: German (Deutsch)

Spude dich Kronos
Fort den rasselnden Trott!
Bergab gleitet der Weeg
Ekles Schwindeln zögert
Mir vor die Stirne dein Haudern
Frisch, den holpernden
Stock Wurzeln Steine den Trott
Rasch in's Leben hinein.

Nun, schon wieder
Den erathmenden Schritt
Mühsam Berg hinauf.
Auf denn! nicht träge denn!
Strebend und hoffend an.

Weit hoch herrlich der Blick
Rings ins Leben hinein
Vom Gebürg zu Gebürg
Über der ewige Geist
Ewigen Lebens ahndevoll.

Seitwärts des Überdachs Schatten
Ziehet dich an
Und der Frischung verheisende Blick
Auf der Schwelle des Mädgens da
Labe dich - mir auch Mädgen
Diesen schäumenden Trunck
Und den freundlichen Gesundheits Blick.

Ab dann frischer hinab
Sieh die Sonne sinckt!
Eh sie sinckt, eh mich fasst
Greisen im Moore Nebeldufft,
Entzahnte Kiefer schnattern
Und das schlockernde Gebein

Truncken vom lezten Strahl
Reiss mich, ein Feuermeer
Mir im schäumenden Aug,
Mich geblendeten, taumelnden,
In der Hölle nächtliches Thor.

Töne Schwager dein Horn
Rassle den schallenden Trab
Dass der Orkus vernehme: ein Fürst kommt,
Drunten von ihren Sizzen
Sich die Gewaltigen lüfften.


Confirmed with Goethes erste Weimarer Gedichtsammlung mit Varianten herausgegeben von Albert Leitzmann. Bonn, A. Marcus und E. Weber's Verlag, 1910, pages 11-12.

Note: This is the initial version of An Schwager Kronos; the manuscript of the poem became part of a poetry collection given to Charlotte von Stein in 1777 and published first in 1908.


Submitted by Peter Rastl [Guest Editor]

Authorship

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Set in a modified version by Franz Peter Schubert.


Text added to the website: 2017-07-14 00:00:00.

Last modified: 2017-07-14 15:20:51

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