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Würd' ich doch, wie du, begraben! Sänk' ich auch in Todesnacht! Zärtlichkeit und Jammer haben Mich dem Grab' auch reif gemacht. Deine Leiden sind vorüber, Ausgeweinet hat dein Blick; Aber trauriger und trüber Wird mir jeder Augenblick. Stimmet keine Trauerlieder Auf des Freundes Hügel an! Segnet sein Geschick, ihr Brüder! Er betrat des Lebens Bahn. Wißt: Der schönste Tag des Lebens Ist der nächste an der Gruft. Ach, daß doch mein Wunsch vergebens Ihn, herbeyzueilen, ruft!
Confirmed with Johann Martin Miller, Siegwart. Eine Klostergeschichte, Faksimiledruck nach der Ausgabe von 1776, mit einem Nachwort von Alain Faure, Zweiter Band, Stuttgart: J.B. Metzlersche Verlagsbuchhandlung, 1971, page 649
Text Authorship:
- by Johannes Martin Miller (1750 - 1814), "An Gutfrieds Begräbnistage", appears in Siegwart. Eine Klostergeschichte [author's text checked 1 time 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 Daniel Gottlob Türk (1750 - 1813), "An Gutfrieds Begräbnis Tage", published 1780 [ voice and piano ], from Lieder und Gedichte aus dem Siegwart, no. 10, Leipzig und Halle, private publication (i.e., financed by the composer) [sung text checked 1 time]
Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- ENG English (Sharon Krebs) , "On Gutfried's Burial Day", copyright © 2016, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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This text was added to the website: 2016-06-16
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Word count: 77
Were I but, like you, being buried! If I too were sinking into the night of death! Tenderness and misery have Made me ripe for the grave as well. Your sufferings are over, Your eyes have wept their last; But sadder and more gloomy Every moment becomes for me. Do not strike up any songs of mourning Upon the burial mound of my friend! Bless his lot, ye brethren! He has set his foot upon the pathway of life. Know: the most beautiful day of life Is the one closest to the tomb. Ah, that my desire calls in vain For [this day] to come swiftly!
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- Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © 2016 by Sharon Krebs, (re)printed on this website with kind permission. To reprint and distribute this author's work for concert programs, CD booklets, etc., you may ask the copyright-holder(s) directly or ask us; we are authorized to grant permission on their behalf. Please provide the translator's name when contacting us.
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Based on:
- a text in German (Deutsch) by Johannes Martin Miller (1750 - 1814), "An Gutfrieds Begräbnistage", appears in Siegwart. Eine Klostergeschichte
This text was added to the website: 2016-06-16
Line count: 16
Word count: 107