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Und wieder ist ein Tag dahin, Und noch von Dir kein Wort! Weiß nicht, wie ich geschlichen bin Nur bis zum Abend fort! Weiß nicht mehr, wo ich stand und gieng, Was Auge trieb und Ohr. Denn ach, vor meiner Seele hing Ein schwarzer Trauerflor. Weiß nicht, was ich gedacht im Schmerz, Denn, was ich denken wollt', Schlug's wie ein Hammer mir auf's Herz, Als ob's zerspringen sollt'. Weiß nicht, mit wem ich ging und sprach, Denn Alles außer Dir -- Dahin ja schwebt es vor und nach Wie Truggestalten mir. So steh' ich hier denn einsam nun, Vom Einz'gen in der Welt Verlassen, d'rauf mein ganzes Thun Und Sinnen war gestellt. Umsonst reich' ich nach [Deiner]1 Hand, Du thust mich in die Acht. Zerrissen unsrer Liebe Band Hinflattert in die Nacht.
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View text without footnotesConfirmed with C. Reinhold, Die Mathildenhöhle. Novelle nach einer wahren Begebenheit, Stuttgart: Fr. Bordhag'sche Buchhandlung, 1839, page 74.
1 Lang: "dir die"Text Authorship:
- by Christian Reinhold (1813 - 1856), no title, appears in Die Mathildenhöhle, in Zweites Capitel, no. 2 [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 Josephine Lang (1815 - 1880), "'Und noch von dir kein Wort' aus der Novelle 'Die Mathildenhöhle'", 1840, published 2007 [ voice and piano ], unpublished during Lang's lifetime; first published in 2007 (given erroneously as 2006 in the score); Bryn Mawr, PA: Hildegard Publishing [sung text checked 1 time]
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- ENG English (Sharon Krebs) (Harald Krebs) , copyright © 2008, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
Researcher for this page: Sharon Krebs [Senior Associate Editor]
This text was added to the website: 2008-03-18
Line count: 24
Word count: 132
And again a day has passed, And still no word from you -- I know not how I crept about All day until evening! I know not how I stood and walked, What my eye did and my ear, For oh, before my soul there hung A black shroud. I know not what I thought in my pain, For whatever I wanted to think, It was as if a hammer struck my heart, As if it was about to burst! I know not with whom I walked and spoke, For everything other than you Floated away before and behind me Like phantoms! Thus I stand here in solitude, Abandoned by the one thing in the world Upon which my all my deeds And thoughts were focused! In vain I reach out to you, You declare me an outlaw. Our love's bond, torn, Flutters away into the night.
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Based on:
- a text in German (Deutsch) by Christian Reinhold (1813 - 1856), no title, appears in Die Mathildenhöhle, in Zweites Capitel, no. 2
This text was added to the website: 2008-03-18
Line count: 24
Word count: 146