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Lau in der Liebe mag ich nimmer sein, -- Kalt oder brennend wie ein lohes Feuer! O, Lust und Leiden sind nur farblos, klein, Wo Liebe nicht ergriffen hat das Steuer! Wer noch bei Sinnen, ist kein rechter Freier; Wirf von dir ohne Zagen all was dein, Der stirbt vor Liebe nicht, ein halbgetreuer, Wer von der Liebe mehr verlangt, als Pein. Gleichwie ein Schiff, wenn sich die Wetter schwärzen, An jähen Klippen treibt bei finstrer Nacht, Auf weitem Meer der Wind' und Wogen Spiel, So auf dem wüsten Meere meiner Schmerzen Such' ich, auf neue Leiden nur bedacht, Im Hoffnungslosen meines Glückes Ziel.
Text Authorship:
- by Joseph Karl Benedikt, Freiherr von Eichendorff (1788 - 1857), "Echte Liebe" [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 Winfried (Petrus Ignatius) Zillig (1905 - 1963), "Echte Liebe", op. 33 no. 3 (1945), orchestrated 1951 [soprano and orchestra], from Sieben Sonette nach Gedichten von Joseph von Eichendorff, no. 3. [text verified 1 time]
Available translations, adaptations, and transliterations (if applicable):
- ENG English (Sharon Krebs) , title 1: "Genuine love", copyright © 2013, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
Research team for this page: Ferdinando Albeggiani , Sharon Krebs [Senior Associate Editor]
This text was added to the website: 2011-09-09
Line count: 14
Word count: 103
Lukewarm in love I never wish to be, -- Cold or burning like a blazing fire! Oh, joy and sorrow are only colourless, small, Where love has not taken over the helm! He who is still in command of his senses, is not truly a suitor; Throw off from yourself without hesitation all that is yours; He does not die of love, the half-faithful one, Who asks more of love than suffering. Just as a ship, when the weather darkens, Drifts past precipitous crags in darkest night, The plaything of wind and waves upon the wide ocean, Thus on the desolate ocean of my pain I search, only thinking of new suffering, In hopelessness for the goal of my happiness.
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Based on:
- a text in German (Deutsch) by Joseph Karl Benedikt, Freiherr von Eichendorff (1788 - 1857), "Echte Liebe"
This text was added to the website: 2013-07-26
Line count: 14
Word count: 119