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Tenor-solo: Es war der Rose erster Schmerz! Trostbittend schaut sie himmelwärts; Und weiter unter Abendglüh'n Wallt still die Blumenkönigin. Ein einsam Häuschen unscheinbar, Nimmt jetzt ihr Auge wieder wahr. Am Friedhof liegt es angelehnt, Vom Fliederbaume rings verschönt; Durch's off'ne Tor ragt Kreuz und Stein, Verklärt vom gold'nen Abendschein. Sie tritt hinein, da steht ein Greis, Gebückt das Haupt wie Silber, Er gräbt - den Spaten in der Hand, Ein Grab in's grüne Land. Rose: Für wen ist's Grab hier, tief und klein? Totengräber: Für uns'res Müllers Töchterlein. Rose: O arme Schwester, tief beklagt!- Totengräber: Ein schwerer Tod - ein Tod voll Schmerzen Zu sterben am gebroch'nem Herzen - Rose: Wie soll ich mir dein Reden deuten? Bringt treue Liebe solche Leiden? Totengräber: Wer heiss geliebt und ward betrogen, Der hat ein Todeslos gezogen- Er wird geheilt von seinen Schmerzen Nur an der Erde Mutterherzen.- Rose: O Schwester, tief beklagt! Totengräber: Doch sieh', da kommt mit Trauersang Der Leichenzug den Weg entlang.
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Authorship:
- by Moritz Horn (1814 - 1874) [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 Robert Schumann (1810 - 1856), "Es war der Rose erster Schmerz!", op. 112 no. 7, published 1852 [ solo voices, chorus, and piano ], from oratorio Der Rose Pilgerfahrt, no. 7, Leipzig, Kistner [sung text checked 1 time]
Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , copyright © 2020, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ENG English (Sharon Krebs) , copyright © 2009, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , copyright © 2011, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ITA Italian (Italiano) (Ferdinando Albeggiani) , copyright © 2009, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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This text was added to the website: 2004-07-30
Line count: 37
Word count: 162
Tenor solo: It was the rose's first pain. Seeking comfort she looked toward heaven And onward in the evening glow The flower-queen quietly wanders. A lonely, unpretentious house Her eye now spies again. Leaning against the graveyard [wall] Beautified on all sides by lilacs; Through the open gate stand cross and stone Transfigured by the golden evening light. She enters, there stands an aged man, Bent is his silvery head, He digs - the spade in his hand, A grave into the green land. Rose: For whom is this grave here, deep and small? Gravedigger: For our miller's little daughter. Rose: Oh poor sister, deeply mourned!- Gravedigger: It was a hard death -- a death full of pain To die of a broken heart -- Rose: How shall I interpret your words? Does true love bring such suffering? Gravedigger: Who loved deeply and was betrayed, Death was his lot - He will be healed of his pain Only in the motherly bosom of the earth.- Rose: Oh sister, deeply mourned!- Gravedigger: But see, there comes with doleful dirge The funeral cortege along the road.
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Based on:
- a text in German (Deutsch) by Moritz Horn (1814 - 1874)
This text was added to the website: 2009-07-12
Line count: 37
Word count: 182