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Müde schleichen hier die Bäche, Nicht ein Lüftchen hörst du wallen, Die entfärbten Blätter fallen Still zu Grund, vor Alterschwäche. Krähen, kaum die Schwingen regend, Streichen langsam; dort am Hügel Läßt die Windmühl ruhn die Flügel; Ach, wie schläfrig ist die Gegend! Lenz und Sommer sind verflogen; Dort das Hüttlein, ob es trutze, Blickt nicht aus, die Strohkapuze Tief ins Aug herabgezogen. Schlummernd, oder träge sinnend, Ruht der Hirt bei seinen Schafen. Die Natur, Herbstnebel spinnend, Scheint am Rocken eingeschlafen.
Text Authorship:
- by Nikolaus Lenau (1802 - 1850), "Auf eine holländische Landschaft", appears in Gedichte, in 2. Zweites Buch, in Vermischte Gedichte [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 Othmar Schoeck (1886 - 1957), "Auf eine holländische Landschaft", op. 70 no. 6 (1954-5) [ medium voice and orchestra ], from Nachhall: Liederfolge nach Gedichten von Nikolaus Lenau und Matthias Claudius, no. 6, Wien: Universal Edition [sung text not yet checked]
Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- ENG English (Peter Palmer) , "On a Dutch landscape", copyright © 2006, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , "Paysage hollandais", copyright © 2009, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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This text was added to the website: 2007-09-28
Line count: 16
Word count: 80
Wearily the streams are creeping, Not a breath of air will you hear fluttering, The discoloured leaves are falling To the ground in silence, weak with age. Crows, scarcely moving their wings, Are slowly travelling; there on the hill The windmill lets its sails come to rest; Oh, how sleepy this region is! Spring and summer have flown away; The little hut over there, as though sulking, Doesn't look out, its straw hood Pulled down low over its eyes. Slumbering or idly musing The shepherd rests with his flock of sheep; Nature, weaving autumn mist, Seems to have fallen asleep at the distaff.
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Based on:
- a text in German (Deutsch) by Nikolaus Lenau (1802 - 1850), "Auf eine holländische Landschaft", appears in Gedichte, in 2. Zweites Buch, in Vermischte Gedichte
This text was added to the website: 2009-03-23
Line count: 16
Word count: 103