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by Friedrich Hölderlin (1770 - 1843)
Translation © by Sharon Krebs
Rückkehr in die Heimat
Language: German (Deutsch)
Ihr milden Lüfte! Boten Italiens Und du mit deinen Pappeln, geliebter Strom! Ihr wogenden Gebirg! o all ihr Sonnigen Gipfel, so seid ihrs wieder? Du stiller Ort! in Träumen erscheinst du fern Nach hoffnungslosen Tage dem Sehnenden. Und du mein Haus, und ihr Gespielen, Bäume des Hügels, ihr wohlbekannten! Wie lange ists, o wie lange! des Kindes Ruh Ist hin und hin ist Jugend und Lieb und Lust. Doch du mein Vaterland! du heilig -- Duldendes siehe, du bist geblieben. Und darum, daß sie dulden mit dir, mit dir Sich freun, erziehst du teures! die Deinen auch Und mahnst in Träumen, wenn sie ferne Schweifen und irren, die Ungetreuen. Und wenn im heißen Busen dem Jünglinge Die eigenmächtigen Wünsche besänftiget Und stille vor dem Schicksal sind, dann Gibt der Geläuterte dir sich lieber. Lebt wohl denn, Jugendtage, du Rosenpfad Der Lieb und all ihr Pfade des Wanderers, Lebt wohl! und nimm und segne du mein Leben, o Himmel der Heimat, wieder!
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Text Authorship:
- by Friedrich Hölderlin (1770 - 1843), "Rückkehr in die Heimat", appears in Gedichte 1800-1804, in Oden [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
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Line count: 24
Word count: 164
Return to the homeland
Language: English after the German (Deutsch)
You mild breezes! Messengers from Italy, And you with your poplars, beloved river! You surging mountains! oh all you Sunny peaks, is it you again? You quiet place! to the yearning one, after days of hopelessness, You seem far away in dreams. And you my house, and you my old playfellows, Trees of the hills, you well-known ones! How long ago it is, oh how long ago! the peace of the child Is past, and past is youth and love and joy. But you my homeland, you holy -- You forbearing land, lo, you have remained. And therefore, because they suffer with you, with you Are happy, you, precious land! you also train your own And admonish them in dreams, when far from you They roam and stray, the faithless ones. And when in the ardent bosom the youth’s Arbitrary wishes are calmed And stand silent before fate, then The purified one offers himself up to you more gladly. Farewell then, days of youth, you rosy path Of love and all you pathways of the wanderer, Farewell, and you, oh heaven of my homeland, Take and bless my life again!
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- a text in German (Deutsch) by Friedrich Hölderlin (1770 - 1843), "Rückkehr in die Heimat", appears in Gedichte 1800-1804, in Oden
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This text was added to the website: 2014-09-03
Line count: 24
Word count: 192