English translations of Sechs Lieder für eine Singstimme mit Pianofortebegleitung, opus 8
by Louis Ehlert (1825 - 1884)
Wie ich dich liebe, so glühet
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Du bist wie eine Blume [So hold und schön und rein;]1 Ich [schau']2 dich an, und Wehmut Schleicht mir ins Herz hinein. Mir ist, als [ob ich]3 die Hände Aufs Haupt [dir]4 legen sollt', [Betend]5, daß [Gott dich]6 erhalte [So rein und schön und hold]7.
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- by Heinrich Heine (1797 - 1856), no title, appears in Buch der Lieder, in Die Heimkehr, no. 47, first published 1825
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View original text (without footnotes)Confirmed with: Heinrich Heine’s sämtliche Werke in vier Bänden, herausgegeben von Otto F. Lachmann, Erster Band, Leipzig: Druck und Verlag von Philipp Reclam jun, [1887], page 136.
1 Ander: "So schön, so rein und hold"; Chadwick: "So schön, so hold, so rein"; Mayer: "So hold, so schön und rein"; Becker, Thuille: "So hold, so schön, so rein"; Unger: "So rein so schön und hold"2 Becker: "seh'"
3 Hinrichs: "ob"
4 Hinrichs: "ich dir"
5 Dreyschock: "und beten"
6 Liszt: "dich Gott"
7 Ander: "So hold und schön und rein"; Chadwick, Thuille: "So schön, so hold, so rein"; Mayer: "So rein, so schön und hold"; Becker: "So rein, so schön, so hold"
Thou art, as is a flower, so meek and pure and fine, I look at thee and sadness steals o'er the heart of mine. I feel that both my hands softly thy hair, thy head should seek, praying that God may preserve thee so pure and fine and meek.
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- a text in German (Deutsch) by Heinrich Heine (1797 - 1856), no title, appears in Buch der Lieder, in Die Heimkehr, no. 47, first published 1825
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Lindes Rauschen in den Wipfeln, Vöglein, die ihr fernab fliegt, Bronnen von den stillen Gipfeln, Sagt, wo meine Heimat liegt? Heut im Traum sah ich [sie]1 wieder, Und von allen Bergen ging Solches Grüßen zu mir nieder, Daß ich an zu weinen fing. Ach! hier auf den fremden Gipfeln: Menschen, Quellen, Fels und Baum - [Wirres Rauschen in den Wipfeln]2 Alles ist mir wie ein Traum! Muntre Vögel in den Wipfeln, Ihr Gesellen dort im Tal, Grüßt mir von den fremden Gipfeln Meine Heimat tausendmal!
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- by Joseph Karl Benedikt, Freiherr von Eichendorff (1788 - 1857), no title, appears in Gedichte, in 1. Wanderlieder, in Erinnerung, no. 1, first appeared in the novella Viel Lärmen um nichts, 1833; fourth stanza omitted in later collection
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View original text (without footnotes)1 Hensel: "euch"
2 omitted by Brahms.
O gentle rustling in the tree-tops, O little birds who fly far away, O springs who come from the still peaks, Tell me where my homeland lies! Today in a dream I saw [it]1 again, And from every mountain Such greetings came down to me, That I began to weep. Ah! here on the foreign peaks, People, streams, rocks and trees - Confused rustling in the tree-tops - Everything is like a dream to me! O cheerful little birds in the tree-tops, O young men there in the vale, Bring my greetings from these foreign peaks, To my home a thousand times!
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- a text in German (Deutsch) by Joseph Karl Benedikt, Freiherr von Eichendorff (1788 - 1857), no title, appears in Gedichte, in 1. Wanderlieder, in Erinnerung, no. 1, first appeared in the novella Viel Lärmen um nichts, 1833; fourth stanza omitted in later collection
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View original text (without footnotes)1 Hensel: "you"
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Es rauschen die Wipfel und schauern, Als machten zu dieser Stund' Um die halbversunkenen Mauern Die alten Götter die Rund'. Hier hinter den Myrtenbäumen In heimlich dämmernder Pracht, Was sprichst du wirr wie in Träumen Zu mir, phantastische Nacht? Es funkeln auf mich alle Sterne Mit glühendem Liebesblick, Es redet trunken die Ferne Wie vom künftigem, großem Glück!
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- by Joseph Karl Benedikt, Freiherr von Eichendorff (1788 - 1857), "Schöne Fremde", appears in Gedichte, in 1. Wanderlieder
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Confirmed with Gedichte von Joseph Freiherrn von Eichendorff, Halle an der Saale: Druck und Verlag von Otto Hendel, [no year], page 23.
The treetops rustle and shiver as if at this hour about the half-sunken walls the old gods are making their rounds. Here, behind the myrtle trees, in secretly darkening splendor, what do you say so murmuringly, as if in a dream, to me, fantastic night? The stars glitter down on me with glowing, loving gazes, and the distance speaks tipsily, it seems, of great future happiness.
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Wie sehr ich Euch geliebet, Ihr fühlt es nicht; Wie tief Ihr mich betrübet, Ihr merkt es nicht. Daß ich nach Euch mich sehne, Ihr wißt es nicht; Mir zittert im Auge die Thräne, Ihr seht sie nicht. Bei Euch war halb mein Leben, Ihr ahnt es nicht; Mein Herz war Euch gegeben, Das kennt Ihr nicht.
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- by August Wolf (1816 - 1861), no title, appears in Vorbei, no. 1
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Confirmed with August Wolf, Gesammelte und nachgelassene Schriften, Dresden, Verlagsbuchhandlung von Rudolf Kuntze, 1864, page 31.
Hörst du die Gründe rufen [In Träumen]1 halb verwacht? O, von des Schlosses Stufen Steig nieder in die Nacht! -- Die Nachtigallen schlagen, Der Garten rauschet sacht, Es will dir Wunder sagen, Die wunderbare Nacht.
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- by Joseph Karl Benedikt, Freiherr von Eichendorff (1788 - 1857), no title, appears in Gedichte, in 4. Frühling und Liebe, in Nacht, no. 4
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View original text (without footnotes)When first published in 1828, the poem "Nacht" was one stanza long (usually referred to as Nacht Teil 1); in 1837, Eichendorff added Teil 2, which encompassed stanza 2; in 1839, Eichendorff added Teil 3, which encompassed stanzas 3 and 4; and in 1841 he added Teil 4, encompassing stanzas 5 and 6, and thus giving the poem its final form.
Confirmed with Joseph Freiherrn von Eichendorff, Gedichte, Zweite vermehrte und veränderte Auflage, Berlin: M. Simion, 1843, page 235.
1 Schoeck: "Im Traume"Do you hear the lowlands calling In [half-wakeful dreaming]1? Oh, from the castle steps Descend into the night! -- The nightingales are calling, There is a gentle rustling in the garden, It wishes to tell you wondrous things, The wonderful night.
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- a text in German (Deutsch) by Joseph Karl Benedikt, Freiherr von Eichendorff (1788 - 1857), no title, appears in Gedichte, in 4. Frühling und Liebe, in Nacht, no. 4
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View original text (without footnotes)Translations of title(s):
"Die Nacht" = "The night"
"Hörst du die Gründe rufen" = "Do you hear the lowlands calling"
"Nacht" = "Night"
"Nachtstück" = "Nocturne"
"Wunder der Nacht" = "Wonder of the night"
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