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Waldemar: Roß! Mein Roß! Was schleichst du so träg! Nein, ich seh's, es flieht der Weg hurtig unter der Hufe Tritten. Aber noch schneller mußt du eilen, bist noch in des Waldes Mitten, und ich wähnte, ohn' Verweilen sprengt' ich gleich in Gurre ein. Nun weicht der Wald, schon seh' ich dort die Burg, die Tove mir umschließt, indes im Rücken uns der Forst zu finstrem Wall zusammenfließt; aber noch weiter jage du zu! Sieh! Des Waldes Schatten dehnen über Flur sich weit und Moor! Eh' sie Gurres Grund erreichen, muß ich stehn vor Toves Tor. Eh' der Laut, der jetzo klinget, ruht, um nimmermehr zu tönen, muß dein flinker Hufschlag, Renner, über Gurres Brücke dröhnen; eh' das welke Blatt - dort schwebt es -, mag herab zum Bache fallen, muß in Gurres Hof dein Wiehern fröhlich widerhallen! Der Schatten dehnt sich, der Ton verklingt, nun falle, Blatt, magst untergehn: Volmer hat Tove gesehn!
Text Authorship:
Based on:
- a text in Danish (Dansk) by Jens Peter Jacobsen (1847 - 1885), no title, appears in Gurresange, no. 3
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by Arnold Franz Walter Schoenberg (1874 - 1951), "Roß! Mein Roß! Was schleigst du so träg! (Waldemar)", c1900, published 1912 [soli, chorus, orchestra], from Gurrelieder, no. 1c [text verified 1 time]
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- FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , title unknown, copyright © 2013, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ENG English (Linda Godry) , title unknown, copyright ©, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ITA Italian (Italiano) (Ferdinando Albeggiani) , title unknown, copyright ©, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , title unknown, copyright © 2015, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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This text was added to the website: 2013-08-14
Line count: 27
Word count: 153
Waldemar: Charger! My charger! What makes you tread so wearily! No, I see the distance melting Swiftly under your nimble hooves. But faster yet you have to hurry still into the denseness of the forest, while I meant, without delay soon to charge into Gurre. Now the forest retreats, already I see the castle high, enclosing my Tove, while the forest behind us closes to an ominous rampart; Look! The forest's shadows spread wide over field and fen! Afor they reach Gurre's land, I have to stand at Toves gate. Afor what soundeth now, dies down, to never sound again, your nimble feet, my swift, Must pound on Gurre's bridge, afor, the falling leaf - there afloat, may reach the stream, in Gurre's courtyard your neigh will merrily resound! The shadows spread, the sound dies down, Now fall, leaf, you may fade away: Volmer has seen Tove!
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Based on:
- a text in German (Deutsch) by Robert Franz Arnold (1872 - 1938)
Based on:
- a text in Danish (Dansk) by Jens Peter Jacobsen (1847 - 1885), no title, appears in Gurresange, no. 3
This text was added to the website: 2004-11-22
Line count: 27
Word count: 146