Blühe, liebes Veilchen,
Mir zu Liebe doch;
Blühe mir ein Weilchen
Immer schöner noch!
Weißt du, was ich meyne?
Bist ihr Augenlicht!
Nein, im blauen Scheine
Bist du schöner nicht!
Blühe, holde Rose,
Meiner Seele Lust,
In des Mai's Gekose,
Stolz und unbewußt.
Weißt du, was ich dachte?
Bist der Wangen Roth,
Das den Tod mir brachte,
Aber süßen Tod!
Blühe, braune Nelke!
Blühe, Lilie weiß!
Daß kein Stürmen welke
Eurer Farbe Preis!
Wisset, daß ihr malend
Braune Locken webt,
Und den Wuchs, der strahlend
Mich zum Himmel hebt.
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Confirmed with P.C., Ernst Friedrich Georg Otto's von der Malsburg Poetischer Nachlaß und Umrisse aus seinem innern Leben, Cassel: In Commission bei J.J. Bohné, 1825, pages 126-127.
See also Knabe und Veilchen (Des Knaben Wunderhorn)
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Bloom, dear little violet,
As a favour to me;
Bloom a short while for me
Ever more beautifully!
Do you know what I mean?
You are the light of her eyes!
No, with your blue gleaming
You are not more beautiful than they!
Bloom, lovely rose,
Joy of my soul,
In the caresses of May,
Proudly and unconsciously.
Do you know what I thought?
You are the red of her cheeks,
That brought me death,
But what a sweet death!
Bloom, brown carnation!
Bloom, lily white!
That no storm may wither
The glory of your colours!
Know that you artistically
Weave brown curls,
And that rioting, that glowingly
Lifts me heavenward.
