Treue, liebliche Vertraute,
Meines Kummers Trösterin!
Meine Klage, theure Laute,
Trage zu dem Fernen hin!
Sag' ihm: "Mancher Glanz des Lebens
Wird im Fernen erst erkannt;
Nach Entfremdung ringt vergebens,
Was sich wahr und tief verwandt!"
Sag' ihm: "Als Dich kaum die Ferne
Hüllt' in ihre Nebel ein,
Glänzte, wie entwölkte Sterne,
Mir Dein lang’ verkanntes Sein."
Fleh' ihn: "Kehr’, o kehre wieder,
Theures Leben! süßes Glück!
Sehnend rufen meine Lieder,
Ruft Dich Reu und Schmerz zurück."
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Confirmed with Auserlesenen Dichtungen von Louise Brachmann, herausgegeben von Professor Schütz zu Halle, Leipzig: in der Weygand’schen Buchhandlung 1824, page 42
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Word count: 82
Faithful, lovely confidante,
Consoler to me in my misery!
My lament, dear lute,
Carry to him who is far away!
Tell him: "Many a lustre of life
Is only recognized when it is distant;
What is truly and deeply related,
Seeks in vain for estrangement!"
Tell him: "When the distance had barely
Enfolded you in its mists,
Your long-misunderstood being
Shone for me, like newly unclouded stars."
Implore him: "Return, oh return again,
Dear life! sweet happiness!
Longingly my songs call,
Rue and pain call you back."
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