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Bricht das matte Herz noch immer unter fremden Himmel nicht? Kommt der Hoffnung bleicher Schimmer immer noch mir zu Gesicht? Darf ich wol noch Rückkehr wähnen? stromweis stürzen meine Tränen, bis mein Herz im Kummer bricht. Fern sind jene Jugendträume, abwärts ligt das Vaterland, Längst gefällt sind jene Bäume und das alte Schloß [verbrannt]1; Fürchterlich wie Meereswogen kam ein rauhes Heer gezogen, und das Paradies verschwand.
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View text without footnotesConfirmed with Trösteinsamkeit in Liedern, gesammelt von Philipp Wackernagel, dritte vermehrte Auflage, Frankfurt a. M. u. Erlangen, Verlag von Heyder & Zimmer, 1858, page 53.
Note: modernized spelling would change "wol" to "wohl", "ligt" to "liegt"1 Reichardt: "zerbrannt"
Text Authorship:
- by Friedrich von Hardenberg (1772 - 1801), as Novalis, no title, appears in Heinrich von Ofterdingen [fragment] [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 Luise Reichardt (1779 - 1826), "Sehnsucht nach dem Vaterlande" [sung text checked 1 time]
Set in a modified version by August Leopold Crelle, Johann Christoph Kienlen.
Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- ENG English (Amy Pfrimmer) , "Longing for the Homeland", copyright © 2019, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
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Word count: 67
Does not the weary heart still break under foreign skies? Is a pale glimmer of hope still visible to me? Could I still think of returning? Streams of my tears tumble down until my heart breaks in sorrow. Those youthful dreams are distant; down there lies the fatherland; Long since have the trees been felled and the old castle burnt; Terrifying like ocean waves a rough army came, and paradise disappeared.
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Based on:
- a text in German (Deutsch) by Friedrich von Hardenberg (1772 - 1801), as Novalis, no title, appears in Heinrich von Ofterdingen [fragment]
This text was added to the website: 2019-07-05
Line count: 15
Word count: 71
