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Sie stand wohl am Fensterbogen

Language: German (Deutsch)

Sie stand wohl am Fensterbogen
Und flocht sich traurig [ihr]1 Haar,
Der Jäger war fortgezogen,
Der Jäger ihr Liebster war.

Und als der Frühling gekommen,
Die Welt war von Blüthen verschneit,
Da hat sie ein Herz sich genommen
Und ging in die grüne Haid'.

Sie legt das Ohr an den Rasen,
Hört ferner Hufe Klang --
Das sind die Rehe, die grasen
Am schattigen Bergeshang.

Und Abends die Wälder rauschen,
Von fern nur fällt noch ein Schuß,
Da steht sie stille, zu lauschen:
»Das war meines Liebsten Gruß!«

Da sprangen vom Fels die Quellen,
Da flohen die Vöglein in's Thal.
»Und wo ihr ihn trefft, ihr Gesellen,
[Grüßt]2 mir ihn tausendmal!«


Translation(s): DUT ENG FRE

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Confirmed with Joseph Freiherrn von Eichendorff's Werke. Dritter Theil. Dichter und ihre Gesellen. Krieg den Philistern, Berlin, Verlegt von M. Simion, 1841, pages 228-229.

Note: first appeared (untitled) in the novel "Dichter und ihre Gesellen" (1834), later titled "Parole" in the first two editions of Eichendorff's collected poems (Berlin, 1837 and 1843); in a posthumous edition, the title was "Die Verlassene".

Modernized spelling would change "Blüthen" to "Blüten", "Haid'" to "Heid'", "Thal" to "Tal".

1 Brahms: "das"
2 Brahms: "O, grüßt"

Submitted by Emily Ezust [Administrator]

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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):

  • DUT Dutch (Nederlands) [singable] (Lau Kanen) , "Wachtwoord", copyright © 2015, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ENG English (Emily Ezust) , no title, copyright ©
  • FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , "Mot d'ordre", copyright © 2012, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


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She stood against the bay window

Language: English after the German (Deutsch)

She stood against the bay window
And sadly plaited her hair:
The hunter had gone off,
The hunter who was her lover.

And when the Spring came,
The world all snowy from blossoms,
She took heart
And went into the green heathlands.

She put her ear to the ground,
And heard the throbbing of far-off hoofs -
They are the roebucks, grazing
On the shady mountain slope.

And in the evening when the forests rustle,
From afar, a shot is still only just heard.
She stands quite still to listen:
"That was my lover's greeting!"

The streams sprang out from the rocks,
And the little birds flitted into the valley.
"And if you meet him, my fine fellows,
O greet him for me a thousand times!"


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Translation of title "Parole" = "Password"

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