by Paul Heyse (1830 - 1914)
Translation © by Sharon Krebs

Dulde, gedulde dich fein!
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Available translation(s): ENG
Dulde, gedulde dich fein!
Über ein [Stündelein]1
Ist dein Kammer voll Sonne.

Über den First, wo die Glocken hangen,
Ist schon lange der Schein gegangen,
Ging in Türmers Fenster ein.
Wer am nächsten dem Sturm der Glocken,
Einsam wohnt er, oft erschrocken,
Doch am frühsten tröstet ihn Sonnenschein.

Wer in tiefen Gassen gebaut,
Hütt' an Hütt'lein [lehnet]2 sich traut, 
Glocken haben ihn nie erschüttert,
[Wetterstrahl ihn nie umzittert]3,
Aber spät sein Morgen graut. 

Höh' und Tiefe hat Lust und Leid.
Sag' ihm ab, dem törigen Neid:
Andrer Gram birgt andre Wonne.

Dulde, gedulde dich fein!
Über ein [Stündelein]1
Ist deine Kammer voll Sonne.

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1 Backer-Grøndahl: "Stündlein"
2 Backer-Grøndahl: "lehnt"
3 Pfitzner: "Über ihm ist es, wenn es gewittert"

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In a mere hour
Language: English  after the German (Deutsch) 
Endure, arm yourself well with patience!
In a mere hour
Your chamber shall be full of sunshine.
 
Above the roof-ridge, where the bells hang,
The radiance has long departed,
It went into the window of the tower watchman.
He who lives closest to the storm of the bells,
He lives in solitude, is often startled,
But he is the first to be comforted by sunshine.
 
He who builds [his house] in deep alleys,
Where hut leans cosily against hut,
Bells have never unsettled him,
[Lightning has never quivered about him]1,
But his morning dawns late.
 
Height and lowness have joy and sorrow.
Reject foolish jealousy:
A different affliction conceals within it a different joy.
 
Endure, arm yourself well with patience!
In a mere hour
Your chamber shall be full of sunshine.

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English title (Backer-Grøndahl): "Endure, arm yourself well with patience"
1 Pfitzner: When there is a storm, it takes place [far] above him"

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