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Fünfzehn Lieder auf Gedichte von Emily Dickinson
Translations © by Bertram Kottmann
Song Cycle by Gloria Coates (b. 1938)
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After great pain, a formal feeling comes – The Nerves sit ceremonious, like Tombs – The stiff Heart questions 'was it He, that bore,' And 'Yesterday, or Centuries before'? The Feet, mechanical, go round – A Wooden way Of Ground, or Air, or Ought – Regardless grown, A Quartz contentment, like a stone – This is the Hour of Lead – Remembered, if outlived, As Freezing persons, recollect the Snow – First – Chill – then Stupor – then the letting go –
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- by Emily Dickinson (1830 - 1886), no title, written 1862, appears in Further poems of Emily Dickinson
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Nach großem Leid flieht man in Förmlichkeit -- Nerv liegt an Nerv wie Grab an Grab gereiht -- benommen fragt das Herz „Litt Er so schwer?“ „War’s gestern oder ist’s schon ewig her?“ Die Füße trotten wie von selbst im Rund hölzernen Gangs aus Pflicht, auf schwankend, festem Grund trotz allem drein in quarzenem Zufriedensein. Wie Blei ist solche Zeit -- der denkt dran, der ihr trotzt, wie jenen, die erfriern, der Schnee präsent -- erst Kälte -- Starre -- dann der Fall ins End.
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I held a jewel in my fingers And went to sleep. The day was warm, and winds were prosy; I said: "'T will keep." I woke and chid my honest fingers, - The gem was gone; And now an amethyst remembrance Is all I own.
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- by Emily Dickinson (1830 - 1886), no title, appears in Poems by Emily Dickinson, first published 1891
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In Händen ein Juwel ich hatt’ und schlief dann ein. Warm war der Tag, die Winde matt; ich meint’, ’s bleibt mein. Erwacht, schalt ich die brave Hand: weg war der Stein - Erinnerung an Amethyst verbleibt allein.
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Wild nights! -- Wild nights! Were I with thee, Wild nights should be Our luxury! Futile -- the Wind -- To a heart in port, -- Done with the Compass, -- Done with the Chart! Rowing in Eden -- Ah! the Sea! Might I but moor -- Tonight -- In thee!
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- by Emily Dickinson (1830 - 1886), no title, appears in Poems by Emily Dickinson, first published 1891
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Sturm! Nacht auf Nacht! Wär’ ich bei dir, Sturmnacht wär mir Luxus und dir! Nutzlos ein Sturm dem Herzen im Port, - Weg mit dem Kompass, Seekarten fort! Auf See in Eden - Ach! Das Meer! In dir heut Nacht ankern vielmehr!
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Mine by the right of the white election! Mine by the royal seal! Mine by the sign in the scarlet prison Bars cannot conceal! Mine, here in vision and in veto! Mine, by the grave's repeal Titled, confirmed, - delirious charter! Mine, while the ages steal!
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- by Emily Dickinson (1830 - 1886), no title, appears in Poems of Emily Dickinson, first published 1890
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Mein - durch das Recht auf die Wahl des Weißen! Mein - durch des Königs Siegel! Mein - durch das „A“ in Scharlachrot im vorgehaltenen Spiegel! Mein - durch anders wollen und nicht dürfen! Mein - im Leben nach dem Sein wirksam, bestätigt - höchstes Glück verbrieft! Derweil die Zeit entflieht, doch mein!
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A word is dead When it is said, Some say. I say it just Begins to live - that day.
Ein Wort ist tot, wenn man es sagt, sagt man. Ich sag, just dann fängt es zu leben an.
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I'm nobody! Who are you? Are you nobody, too? Then there's a pair of us - don't tell! They'd advertise, you know. How dreary to be somebody! How public, like a frog To tell one's name the livelong June To an admiring bog!
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Bin ein Niemand! Wer bist du? Bist auch ein Niemand du? Dann sind zu zweit wir - sag’s niemand! Wir würden dann verbannt. Wie monoton, jemand zu sein - ein lauter Frosch gleichsam: Der stellt sich vor, tagaus, tagein Bewunderern im Schlamm!
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A death blow is a life blow to some, Who till they died, did not alive become. Who had they lived, had died but when They died, vitality begun.
Ein Todesstoß ist denen ein Impuls zu leben, die bis zum Tode nicht lebendig waren, die, hätten sie gelebt, gestorben wären, doch deren Lebenskraft im Tod begann.
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Given in marriage unto Thee Oh thou celestial host, Bride of the Father and the Son Bride of the Holy Ghost. Other betrothal shall dissolve Wedlock of will, decay, Only the keeper of this ring conquer mortality.
Dir durch die Ehe anvertraut, Herr der Himmelswelt, des Vaters und des Sohnes Braut vom Heil’gen Geist erwählt. Irdisch Verlöbnis wird gelöst, verfallen, die gefreit, Einzig wer diesen Eh’ring trägt, bezwingt die Sterblichkeit.
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In falling timbers buried There breathed a man. Outside the spades were plying, The lungs within. Could he know they sought him, Could they know he breathed, Horrid sand partition, Neither could be heard. Never slacked the diggers, But when spades had done, Oh reward of anguish, It was dying then. Many things are fruitless, 'Tis a baffling earth, But there is no gratitude Like the Grace of death.
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Verschüttet unter Trümmern keuchte ein Mensch. Draußen plagten Spaten sich, die Lungen, drin. Wusst’ er von der Suche? Und sie, dass er noch lebt? Schutt und Trümmerberge - keiner den andern hört. Nimmer ruhn die Spaten, doch als sie es geschafft - ach, welch Lohn der Mühsal - hat der Tod gesiegt. Vieles ist vergebens - schwer zu verstehn die Welt - doch letztlich danken wir dem barmherz’gen Tod.
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Now I lay thee down to sleep, I pray the Lord thy dust to keep, and if thou live before thou wake, I pray the Lord thy soul to make.
Nun muss ich dich zur ew'gen Ruhe betten; ich fleh' zum Herrn, er möge deinen Leib erretten; und wenn du lebst, eh' du erweckt wirst sein, hauche der Herr dir deine Seele ein.
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They dropped like flakes, They dropped like stars, Like petals from a rose, When suddenly across the June A wind with fingers goes. They perished in the seamless grass No eye could find the place, But God can summon every face Of His repealless list.
Wie Flocken, Sterne fielen sie, wie Rosenblütenblätter, wenn mit den Fingern jäh ein Wind über den Juni streicht. Im weiten Grasland fielen sie, niemand fänd je den Ort - doch Gott führt jedes Opfer dort auf seiner festen Liste.
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Bind me -- I still can sing Banish -- my mandolin Strikes true within --. Slay -- and my Soul shall rise Chanting to Paradise -- Still thine.
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- by Emily Dickinson (1830 - 1886), no title, appears in Bolts of Melody
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Fessle mich - kann dennoch singen - weis’ mich ab - die Saiten klingen doch treu in mir. Töte mich - zum Paradies aufschwingen wird meine Seele sich und singen - noch immer dein.
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I've seen a dying eye Run round and round a room In search of something, as it seemed, Then cloudier become; And then, obscure with fog, And then be soldered down, Without disclosing what it be, ’T were blessed to have seen.
Ich sah ein sterbend Aug - im Zimmer irrt’s herum - etwas zu suchen - wie es schien - umwölkter ward’s hernach, von Nebeln dann getrübt, um letztlich zu erstarr’n. Ein Segen wär, es täte kund was es geschaut in Todesstund.
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If I can stop one heart from breaking, I shall not live in vain; If I can ease one life the aching, Or cool one pain, Or help one fainting robin Unto his nest again, I shall not live in vain.
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Kann ich auch nur ein Herz am Brechen hindern, so leb' ich nicht vergebens; und kann ich eines Wesens Schmerzen lindern und Nöte seines Lebens, und kann ein mattes Vöglein ich ins Nest aufs Neue heben - so leb' ich nicht vergebens.
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Anmerkung des Übersetzers: prosodische Gründe ließen 'robin' = Rotkehlchen (Erithacus rubecula) zum 'Vöglein ' werden.This text was added to the website: 2011-02-05
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Will there really be a morning? Is there such a thing as day? Could I see it from the mountains If I were as tall as they? Has it feet like water-lilies? Has it feathers like a bird? Is it brought from famous countries Of which I have never heard? Oh, some scholar! Oh, some sailor! Oh, some wise man from the skies! Please to tell a little pilgrim Where the place called morning lies!
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Wird es „Morgen“ wirklich geben? Gibt es so etwas wie „Tag“? Könnt ich’s von ganz oben sehen, wenn ich hätt’ der Berge Schlag? Hat es Sprossen wie Seerosen? Federn, wie’s der Vogel hat? Aus fernem Land zu uns gestoßen, von dem man keine Ahnung hat? Ach, Gelehrter! Ach,Matrose! Weiser, der vom Himmel fliegt! Sagt einem, der auf dem Weg ist, wo, was „Morgen“ heißt, denn liegt.
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