English translations of Drei Lieder für 1 Singstimme mit Pianoforte, opus 57

by Algernon Bennet Langton Ashton (1859 - 1937)

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1. Morgengebet  [sung text not yet checked]
by Algernon Bennet Langton Ashton (1859 - 1937), "Morgengebet", op. 57 (Drei Lieder für 1 Singstimme mit Pianoforte) no. 1, published 1895 [ voice and piano ], Hamburg, Cranz
Language: German (Deutsch) 
O wunderbares, tiefes Schweigen,
Wie einsam ist's noch auf der Welt!
Die Wälder nur sich leise [neigen]1,
Als ging' der Herr durchs stille Feld.

Ich [fühl mich recht wie neu geschaffen]2,
Wo ist die Sorge nun und Not?
Was [mich noch gestern]3 wollt' erschlaffen,
[Ich schäm' mich dess]4 im Morgenrot.

Die Welt mit ihrem Gram und Glücke
Will ich, ein Pilger, frohbereit
Betreten nur [wie]5 eine Brücke
Zu dir, Herr, [übern]6 Strom der Zeit.

Und buhlt mein Lied, auf Weltgunst [lauernd]7,
Um schnöden Sold der Eitelkeit:
Zerschlag' mein Saitenspiel, und schauernd
Schweig ich vor dir in Ewigkeit.

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1 Prince Albert: "ringen"
2 Prince Albert: "fühle mich wie umgeschaffen"; Mendelssohn: "fühl mich wie neu geschaffen"
3 Erk, Mendelssohn: "gestern noch mich"
4 Erk, Mendelssohn: "dess schäm' ich mich"
5 Erk, Mendelssohn: "als"
6 Prince Albert, Balmer: "überm"
7 Prince Albert: "laurend"

by Joseph Karl Benedikt, Freiherr von Eichendorff (1788 - 1857)
1. Morning prayer
Language: English 
O wondrous, profound silence -
how solitary it is yet in the world!
The woods just bow softly,
as if God were moving through the silent field.

I feel as if newly created: 
where is sorrow now and affliction?
What just yesterday sapped my strength
shames me in dawn's light.

The world with its grief and joy,
I wish, as a pilgrim, blithely ready,
to traverse - like a bridge that leads
to you, God, across the stream of time.

And lying in wait for the world's favor, my song courts
the disdainful wages of vanity:
Break my strings! -- and trembling,
I will be silent before You in eternity.

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2. Das verlassene Mägdlein  [sung text not yet checked]
by Algernon Bennet Langton Ashton (1859 - 1937), "Das verlassene Mägdlein", op. 57 (Drei Lieder für 1 Singstimme mit Pianoforte) no. 2, published 1895 [ voice and piano ], Hamburg, Cranz
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Früh, [wann]1 die Hähne kräh'n,
[Eh']2 die Sternlein [verschwinden]3,
Muß ich am [Herde stehn]4,
Muß Feuer zünden.

Schön ist der [Flammen]5 Schein,
[Es]6 springen die Funken.
Ich schaue so [drein]7,
In Leid versunken.

Plötzlich, da kommt es mir,
Treuloser Knabe,
Daß ich die Nacht von dir
Geträumet habe.

Träne auf Träne dann
Stürzet hernieder;
So kommt der Tag heran -
O ging' er wieder!

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Confirmed with Eduard Mörike, Gedichte, Dramatisches, Erzählendes, Zweite, erweiterte Auflage, Stuttgart: J.G. Cotta'sche Buchhandlung Nachf., 1961, pages 61-62.

1 Bock, Feyhl, Zenger: "wenn"; Senger: "eh' " (further changes may exist not noted above).
2 Zenger: "Wenn"
3 Schumann, Pfitzner (SJ5), Wolf: "schwinden"
4 van Eijken, Schumann: "Heerde steh'n"
5 Schumann, Wetzel: "Flamme"
6 Reinecke: "Hell"
7 Molitor, Reinecke, Schumann, Pfitzner (SJ5), Wolf, Zenger: "darein"

by Eduard Mörike (1804 - 1875)
2.
Language: English 
Early, when the cock crows,
Before the stars disappear,
I must stand at the hearth;
I must light the fire.

Beautiful is the blaze of the flames;
[The sparks fly]1.
I gaze into the fire,
Sunk in grief.

Suddenly, it comes to me,
Unfaithful boy,
That last night
I dreamed of you.

Tears upon tears then 
Pour down;
So the day comes -
O would it were gone again!

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"Das verlassene Mägdlein" = "The abandoned maiden"
"Die Verlassene" = "The abandoned one"
1 Reinecke: "Bright fly the sparks"


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3. Liebesfeier  [sung text not yet checked]
by Algernon Bennet Langton Ashton (1859 - 1937), "Liebesfeier", op. 57 (Drei Lieder für 1 Singstimme mit Pianoforte) no. 3, published 1895 [ voice and piano ], Hamburg, Cranz
Language: German (Deutsch) 
[An]1 ihren bunten Liedern klettert
Die Lerche selig in die Luft;
Ein Jubelchor von Sängern schmettert
Im Walde, voller Blüt' und Duft.

Da sind, so weit die Blicke gleiten,
Altäre festlich aufgebaut,
Und all die tausend Herzen läuten
Zur Liebesfeier dringend laut.

Der Lenz hat Rosen angezündet
An Leuchtern von Smaragd im Dom;
Und jede Seele schwillt und mündet
Hinüber in den Opferstrom.

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1 Metzdorff: "Aus"; further changes may exist not noted above.

by Nikolaus Lenau (1802 - 1850)
3. Love's festival
Language: English 
 On her varied songs the lark climbs
 blissfully into the air;
 a jubilant choir of singers sings lustily
 in the wood, full of blossom and fragrance.
 
 There, as far as the eye can see,
 festive altars have been built,
 and a thousand hearts all call out
 for love's festival, loudly and strongly.
 
 Spring has set the roses afire with light
 on the candelabra of emerald in the cathedral;
 and every soul swells and overflows
 into the stream of offerings.

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