Sie trug es, bis die Adern ihr

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by Emily Dickinson (1830 - 1886)

Translation © by Bertram Kottmann

She bore it till the simple veins

Language: English

Our translations: GER

She bore it till the simple veins
Traced azure on her hand --
Til pleading, round her quiet eyes
The purple Crayons stand.

Till Daffodils had come and gone
I cannot tell the sum,
And then she ceased to bear it --
And with the Saints sat down.

No more her patient figure
At twilight soft to meet --
No more her timid bonnet
Upon the village street --

But Crowns instead, and Courtiers --
And in the midst so fair,
Whose but her shy -- immortal face
Of whom we're whispering here?

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Text Authorship:

by Emily Dickinson (1830 - 1886), no title, appears in Unpublished poems of Emily Dickinson, first published 1935 [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]

Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):

by Gordon Getty (b. 1933), "She bore it" [soprano and piano], from The White Election - A Song Cycle for soprano and piano on 32 poems of Emily Dickinson, Part 1 : The Pensive Spring, no. 6. [
text verified 1 time
]
by George Perle (1915 - 2009), "She bore it till the simple veins" [voice and piano], from Thirteen Dickinson Songs, no. 13. [
text not verified
]

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GER German (Deutsch) (Bertram Kottmann) , copyright © 2016, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

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This text was added to the website: 2004-06-02
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Word count: 87

Sie trug es, bis die Adern ihr

Language: German (Deutsch) after the English

Sie trug es, bis die Adern ihr
blau traten aus der Hand,
bis gramvoll um ihr stilles Aug
ein dunkler Schatten stand.

Bis, weiß nicht wie oft, Lenz um Lenz
erblühte, wieder ging,
sie ’s nicht mehr trug und sich begab
zur Schar der Heilgen hin.

Nicht länger sieht im Dämmer
man tief gebeugt sie gehn
nie mehr ihr zages Häubchen
auf Straß’ und Platz zu sehn.

Stattdessen Kron und Adel -
in ihrer Mitt als Zier
die scheue Unvergessene,
die hoch wir achten hier.

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a text in English by Emily Dickinson (1830 - 1886), no title, appears in Unpublished poems of Emily Dickinson, first published 1935
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This text was added to the website: 2016-05-04
Line count: 16
Word count: 84