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So viele Quellen von den Bergen rauschen, Die brechen zornig aus der Felsenhalle, Die andern plaudern in melod'schem Falle Mit Nymphen, die im Grün vertraulich lauschen. Doch wie sie irrend auch die Bahn vertauschen, Sie treffen endlich doch zusammen alle, Ein Strom, mit brüderlicher Wogen Schwalle Erfrischend durch das schöne Land zu rauschen. An Burgen, die vom Felsen einsam grollen, Aus Waldesdunkel, zwischen Rebenhügeln Vorübergleitend in die duft'ge Ferne Entwandelt sich zum Meer, dem wundervollen, Wo träumend sich die sel'gen Inseln spiegeln Und auf den Fluten ruhn die ew'gen Sterne.
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Text Authorship:
- by Joseph Karl Benedikt, Freiherr von Eichendorff (1788 - 1857), no title, appears in Gedichte, in 2. Sängerleben, in Sonette, no. 1 [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 Othmar Schoeck (1886 - 1957), "Sonett I", op. 66 no. 1 (1952) [ high voice, orchestra ], from Befreite Sehnsucht: Liederfolge nach vier Sonetten von Joseph von Eichendorff, no. 1 [sung text not yet checked]
Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- ENG English (Michael P Rosewall) , "Sonnet I", copyright © 2024, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , copyright © 2026, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]
This text was added to the website: 2004-04-01
Line count: 14
Word count: 90
Many springs rush down the mountains, Some burst madly from the crags of stone, Others prattle in their melodious tumble, With nymphs listening attentively in the greenery. Yet, even with their bewildering paths, They finally all come together, A stream, swelling into a fraternal flood Rushing to replenish the splendid land. Past castles that growl from solitary cliffs, Out of the dark forest, amid the vineyards - Gliding by into the fragrant distance. Wandering to the sea, the remarkable sea, Where contented isles reflect dreamily And, upon the tides, the eternal stars rest.
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Based on:
- a text in German (Deutsch) by Joseph Karl Benedikt, Freiherr von Eichendorff (1788 - 1857), no title, appears in Gedichte, in 2. Sängerleben, in Sonette, no. 1
This text was added to the website: 2024-08-27
Line count: 14
Word count: 92