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O Quell, was strömst du rasch und wild

Language: German (Deutsch)

Die Blume.
 O Quell, was strömst du rasch und wild,
 Und wühlst in deinem Silbersande,
 Und drängst, von weißem Schaum verhüllt,
 Dich schwellend auf am grünen Rande?
 O riesle, Quell,
 Doch glatt und hell,
 Daß ich, verklärt von zartem Thaue,
 Mein zitternd Bild in dir er[schaue.

Der Quell.
 O Blume, kann ich ruhig seyn,
 Wenn sich dein Bild in mir bespiegelt,
 Und wunderbare Liebespein
 Mich bald zurückhält, bald beflügelt?
 Drum streb' ich auf
 Mit irrem Lauf
 Und will mit schmachtendem Verlangen,
 Du Zarte, deinen Kelch umfangen.

Die Blume.
 O Quell, ich stehe viel zu fern,
 Du kannst dich nie zu mir erheben;
 Doch freundlich soll mein Blüthenstern
 Auf deiner heitern Fläche beben.
 Drum riesle hin
 Mit stillem Sinn;
 Süß ist's, im Busen ohne Klagen
 Der Liebsten keusches Bild zu tragen.

Der Quell.
 O Blume, Rath und Trost ist leicht,
 Doch schwer ist's, hoffnungslos zu glühen;
 Wenn auch mein Kuß dich nie erreicht,
 So muß ich ewig doch mich mühen.
 Ein Blatt allein
 Laß du hinein
 In meine wilde Tiefe fallen,
 Dann will ich still vorüberwallen.]1


Translation(s): CAT DUT ENG FRE

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Confirmed with Ernst Schulze's sämmtliche poetische Schriften. Dritter Band. I. Poetisches Tagebuch. [...] Leipzig: F. A. Brockhaus. 1819, pages 45-46 and with Sämmtliche poetische Werke von Ernst Schulze. Neue Ausgabe mit sechszehn Kupfern. Dritter Theil. Leipzig: F. A. Brockhaus. 1822, pages 46-47.

1 Schubert's fragment breaks off near the end of the first stanza.

Submitted by Emily Ezust [Administrator] and Peter Rastl [Guest Editor]

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

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

  • CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , copyright © 2019, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • DUT Dutch (Nederlands) [singable] (Lau Kanen) , "De bloem en de bron", copyright © 2011, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ENG English (Laura Prichard) , copyright © 2016, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , "La fleur et la source", copyright © 2016, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


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La flor:/ Oh font, per què rages tan...

Language: Catalan (Català) after the German (Deutsch)

La flor:
Oh font, per què rages tan rabent i tan feréstega,
i furgues en el teu areny argentat,
i t’apresses, coberta d’escuma blanca,
tot creixent, vers la riba verda?
Oh font, flueix
però suaument i clara,
perquè jo, transfigurat per delicades gotes de rosada,
pugui veure en tu la meva trèmula imatge.


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Translations of title(s):
"Am 8ten Januar 1814" = "Al 8 de gener de 1814"
"Die Blume und der Quell" = "La flor i la font"


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