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Ach, ich denke, Ach, ich senke In ihr Bild mich Tag und Nacht! Und kein Grüßen Von der Süßen, -- O ich hätt' es nicht gedacht! Ach, ich schaue Tief in's Blaue Bis mein Aug' voll Thränen steht. Ach, ich lausche Ob es rausche, Ob sie gleich mir ferne geht. Vögeln, Lüften, Wolken, Düften, Geb' ich mit den tiefsten Sinn, Aber schweifen, Aber streifen Läßt du sie an Dir dahin. So versäumst Du, So verträumst Du Was mir einzig Frieden giebt? Fühlst im Herzen Keine Schmerzen, Hast so früh schon ausgeliebt?
R. Franz sets stanzas 1, 2, 4
F. Truhn sets stanzas 1, 2, 4
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View text with all available footnotesConfirmed with C. Reinhold, Die Mathildenhöhle. Novelle nach einer wahren Begebenheit, Stuttgart: Fr. Bordhag'sche Buchhandlung, 1839, pages 73-74.
Text Authorship:
- by Christian Reinhold (1813 - 1856), no title, written 1837, appears in Die Mathildenhöhle, in Zweites Capitel, no. 1, first published 1839 [author's text checked 2 times against a primary source]
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This text was added to the website: 2008-03-18
Line count: 24
Word count: 100
Oh, I think, Oh I lose myself In her image day and night! And no greeting From the sweet one, -- Oh, I would not have thought that this could happen! Oh, I gaze Deep into the blue Until my eyes are filled with tears. Oh, I listen to discover If there is a swishing of her garments Even though she walks far from me. To the birds, the breezes, Clouds, scents I impart the most profoundly meaningful messages, But heedlessly You permit them To roam and ramble past you. Thus you miss, Thus you dream away The only thing that gives me peace? You feel no pain In your heart? You have ceased to love so soon?
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View text with all available footnotesTranslations of title(s):
"Ach, ich denke" = "Oh, I think"
" 'Ach ich denke' aus dem Roman 'Die Mathildenhöhle' " = " 'Oh, I think' from the novel 'Die Mathildenhöhle' "
"Lied von C. Reinhold" = "Song by C. Reinhold"
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Based on:
- a text in German (Deutsch) by Christian Reinhold (1813 - 1856), no title, written 1837, appears in Die Mathildenhöhle, in Zweites Capitel, no. 1, first published 1839
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This text was added to the website: 2008-03-18
Line count: 24
Word count: 124