by Anonymous / Unidentified Author
Noch einmal fühl' ich jugendliches Leben
Language: German (Deutsch)
Noch einmal fühl' ich jugendliches Leben,
Noch einmal will die Seele sich erheben,
Empor, empor auf dichterischen Schwingen,
Dir, Holdeste, ein würdig Lied zu singen.
Entflohen sind der Minne holde Zeiten,
Verklungen längst der Liebe sanfte Saiten;
Schwillt auch ein Herz vom Schönen und vom Reinen,
Wird es erdrückt im Schlechten und Gemeinen.
Doch von dem Himmel blinken reine Sterne,
So freundlich her aus azurblauer Ferne,
Und einen Engel, voll von frischem Leben,
Seh' ich hinauf nach jenem Reiche streben.
Voll froher Wonne steh' ich vor dem Bilde,
Wie glänzt sein Blick -- so ernst und doch so milde,
Wie lieblich fließt das Wort von ihrem Munde,
Minerva schuf mit Venus hier im Bunde.
Hoch schlägt mein Herz in fröhlichem Entzücken,
O Muse, laß' mein kühnes Lied mir glücken,
Und kann ich auch den Lorbeer nicht erwerben,
So laß mich doch zu ihren Füßen sterben.
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Confirmed with Flora. Ein Unterhaltungs-Blatt, Neunter Jahrgang, Erste Hälfte (Januar bis Juny 1829) Nro. 20, München: Im Verlage der Lentner'schen Buchhandlung, Dienstags den 27. Januar, page 88.
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- ENG English (Sharon Krebs) , "To Regina *", subtitle: "On the 12th of January", copyright © 2023, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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To Regina *
Language: English after the German (Deutsch)
Once more I feel youthful life,
Once more my soul wishes to arise,
Aloft, aloft on creative pinions,
In order to sing to you, loveliest one, a worthy song.
The beautiful times of courtly love have flown,
The gentle music of love has long since died away;
Even if a heart swells in response to beauty and purity,
It is crushed in evil and commonness.
But pure stars sparkle from the heavens,
So amiably down from the azure-blue distance,
And I see an angel, full of dewy life,
Striving up toward yonder realm.
Full of joyful delight I stand before the image,
How its gaze shines -- so solemn and yet so gentle,
How beautifully flows the word from her lips[;]
Minerva created in league with Venus here.
My heart beats high in joyful rapture,
Oh Muse, let my bold song be successful,
And if I may not achieve the laurel wreath,
Then let me nevertheless die at her feet.
Subtitle: "On the 12th of January"
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