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Eight Maiden's Songs by Paul Heyse
Song Cycle by Alexander von Fielitz (1860 - 1930)
View original-language texts alone: Acht Mädchenlieder von Paul Heyse
Der Tag wird kühl, der Tag wird blaß, Die Vögel streifen übers Gras. Ei wie die Halme schwanken, Vor ihrer Flügel Wanken Und leise wehn ohn' Unterlaß. Und Abends spät die Liebe weht ob meines Herzens Blumenbeet. Das ist ein heimlich Beben, Und süße Gedanken weben Sich in mein tiefstes Nachtgebet. Du fernes Herz, komm zu mir bald, Sonst werden wir beide grau und alt, Sonst wächst in meinem Herzen Viel Unkraut und viel Schmerzen; Da wird's den Blumen gar zu kalt!
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- by Paul Heyse (1830 - 1914), no title, appears in Der Jungbrunnen: Neue Märchen von einem fahrenden Schüler, in Das Märchen von der guten Seele, first published 1850
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The day grows cool, the day grows pale, the birds are brushing over the grass. Observe how the blades tremble from the sweep of their wings and gently wave without stopping. And late in the evening, love wafts over the rosebed of my heart. Its branches whisper and quiver and lovely thoughts weave themselves into my secret night-prayers. You distant heart, come soon to me or else we will both grow grey and old, or else in my heart there will grow many weeds, thorns and sorrows. The night grows long, the night grows cold!
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- a text in German (Deutsch) by Paul Heyse (1830 - 1914), no title, appears in Der Jungbrunnen: Neue Märchen von einem fahrenden Schüler, in Das Märchen von der guten Seele, first published 1850
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Word count: 96
Mir träumte von einem Myrtenbaum, So blühenden hab' ich nie geseh'n. Die Nacht die ist vergangen, Der Traum will nicht vergehn. Was soll mir nun mein Sträußlein bunt, Was soll mir nun der Veilchenkranz? Ich wollt', es wären Myrten, Da führt' er mich zum Tanz. Zur Kirchen und hernach zum Tanz, Der Himmel wär' mir aufgethan! Ach Liebster, holder Liebster, Wie lange steht's noch an?
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- by Paul Heyse (1830 - 1914), no title, appears in Gedichte, in Jugendlieder, in Mädchenlieder [uses numbering from 1872 edition], no. 3
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I dreamed of a myrtle tree that was blooming as I have never seen before. The night has passed but my dream will not dissipate. What is this colorful little bouquet to me now? What is this wreath of violets to me now? I wish it were of myrtle and that he were leading me to the dance. To the church and then to the dance, and then Heaven would be open to me! Oh darling, dear darling, how long must I still wait?
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Translations of title(s):
"Das Traum" = "The dream"
"Mädchenlied" = "Girl's song"
"Mädchentraum" = "Girl's dream"
"Mir träumte von einem Myrtenbaum " = "I dreamed of a myrtle tree"
"Mir träumte von einem Myrthenbaum" = "I dreamed of a myrtle tree"
Note: myrtle was used for bridal wreathes.
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Line count: 12
Word count: 84
Der Himmel hat keine Sterne so klar, Das Meer so keine Korallen, Wie mir ein Menschenaugenpaar Und Menschenlippen gefallen. Er wandert unter den Sternen dahin, Er wandert über die Meere, Er geht mir immer durch den Sinn, Dem ich zu eigen gehöre!
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- by Paul Heyse (1830 - 1914), no title, appears in Gedichte, in Jugendlieder, in Mädchenlieder [uses numbering from 1872 edition], no. 4
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The sky has no stars so clear, The sea has no such coral, like a pair of eyes and lips to please me. He wanders onward beneath the stars, He travels across the seas, He passes always through my mind, He to whom I belong.
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[Und bild' dir nur im Traum nichts ein]1, Du bist mir viel zu jung. Ums Kinn noch kaum dir sproßt der Flaum, Das ist mir nicht genung. Und wenn ich einen heirathen thu', Muß sein ein Reiter zu Roß, Noch eins so lang und breit wie du, Sein Bart zweier Ellen groß. Sein Rappe saus't im Windeslauf, Sein Bart der deckt mich zu, Ich sitz' vor ihm [am]2 Sattelknauf, Und hinterm Ofen du!
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- by Paul Heyse (1830 - 1914), "Trutzliedchen", appears in Gedichte, in Jugendlieder, in Mädchenlieder [uses numbering from 1872 edition], no. 5
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View original text (without footnotes)Confirmed with Gesammelte Werke von Paul Heyse. Erster Band. Gedichte, Berlin, Verlag von Wilhelm Hertz, 1872, page 12.
1 Herzogenberg: "Und bild' dir nur nichts ein im Traum"; Woikowsky-Biedau: "Und bilde dir nichts ein" (according to the Musikalien-catalog von Heinrichshofen's Verlag in Magdeburg; further changes may exist not shown above)2 Kunsemüller: "im"
And in your dream imagine nothing for yourself for you are too young for me. About your chin hardly any down yet sprouts: it is not enough for me. If I get married, I must marry a rider on a horse, twice as tall and broad as you, his beard two ells long. His black steed bolts with the wind's course, his beard, it blankets me as I sit before him on the knob of the saddle, and off to the kitchens for you!
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Word count: 84
Und wie sie kam zur Hexe, Dornröschen hold, Dornröschen gut, Die stach sie in ihr Fingerlein, Da floß das rothe Blut. Sie schloß die lichten Augen, Vom Spindelstich das Mägdlein schlief, Bis um das graue Königsschloß Eine Rosenhecke lief. Und nach dreihundert Jahren, Da kam ein schöner Rittersmann, Mit blankem Schwert er hieb sich durch, Bis er die Maid gewann. -- Ich wollt', ich läge schlafen Dreihundert Jahr im Rosenhag, Bis daß der Eine gegangen käm', Der mich gewinnen mag!
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- by Paul Heyse (1830 - 1914), no title, appears in Gedichte, in Jugendlieder, in Mädchenlieder [uses numbering from 1872 edition], no. 6
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And as she came to the witch, Sleeping Beauty fair, Sleeping Beauty good, that witch pricked her on her little finger, and red blood flowed. She closed her bright eyes, and the maiden slept from the prick of the spindle until about the grey, royal castle there spread a hedge of roses. And after three hundred years a handsome knight arrived; with his shining sword he hacked his way through until he won the maiden. I wish that I lay sleeping in a thicket of roses for three hundred years until the One arrived to win me!
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Word count: 97
Drunten auf der Gassen Stand ich, sein zu passen; Schlugen Nachtigallen An den Fenstern allen, Und ich blieb alleine Bei der Blitze Scheine, Bis die Nacht gewichen, Und da bin ich frierend heimgeschlichen. Über meine Wangen Ist der Thau gegangen, Und nun lös' ich stille Meiner Locken Fülle. Daß ein Sturm erginge, Sich darein verfinge, Mich zum Himmel trüge -- Weit hinweg von dieser Welt der Lüge!
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- by Paul Heyse (1830 - 1914), no title, appears in Gedichte, in Jugendlieder, in Mädchenlieder [uses numbering from 1872 edition], no. 8
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I stood below in the lane to please him; the nightingales were singing in all the windows and I stayed there alone in the glare of the lightning, until night gave way and then I snuck home, freezing. The dew is now gone from my cheeks and I have loosened my abundant curls. Would that a storm had come, caught me up in itself, and bore me off to heaven, far away from this world of lies!
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Translations of title(s):
"Die Verlassene" = "The abandoned girl"
"Drunten auf der Gassen" = "Below in the lane"
"Drunten auf der Gassen stand ich" = "I stood below in the lane"
"Mädchenlied" = "Girl's song"
"Stelldichein" = "Rendez-vous"
"Trutzlied" = "Song of defiance"
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Line count: 16
Word count: 77
Soll ich ihn lieben, Soll ich ihn lassen, Dem sich mein Herz schon heimlich ergab? Soll ich mich üben, Recht ihn zu hassen? Rate mir gut, doch rate nicht ab! Wild ist er freilich, Heftig von Sitten, Keiner begreift es, wie lieb ich ihn hab'. Aber so heilig Kann er auch bitten -- Rate mir gut, doch rate nicht ab! Reichere könnt' ich, Weisere haben; Gut ist im Leben ein sicher Stab. Keiner doch gönnt' ich Den wilden Knaben -- Rate mir gut, doch rate nicht ab! Laß ich von schlimmer Wahl mich betören, Besser, ich legte mich gleich ins Grab. Klug ist es immer, Auf Rat zu hören -- Rate mir gut, doch rate nicht ab!
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- by Paul Heyse (1830 - 1914), no title, appears in Skizzenbuch. Lieder und Bilder, in Mädchenlieder, no. 1
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Should I love him or should I leave him, he to whom my heart has already secretly yielded? Should I teach myself to hate him deeply? Advise me well but do not dissuade me! To be sure he is wild and short-tempered in manner - no one can understand how I can like him so well. But so saintly he can be when he begs! Advise me well but do not dissuade me! I could have a man more wealthy, or more intelligent; it is good in life to have a reliable staff. But I will not give up my wild boy to anyone... Advise me well but do not dissuade me! If I let myself remain infatuated with a bad selection, it would be better if I simply laid myself in the grave. It is always intelligent to heed advice... Advise me well but do not dissuade me!
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Word count: 148
Ach, wie so gerne Bleib' ich euch ferne, Schimmernde Säle, von Kerzen erhellt! Daß mir im Dunkeln Zwei Augen funkeln, Ist meine Wonne, ist meine Welt! Sucht' ich doch allen Einst zu gefallen, Habe verstohlen die Netze gestellt. Einem mich schmücken, Einen beglücken, Ward meine Wonne, ward meine Welt! Einsam in Stillen Um seinetwillen Pocht mir das Herz von Sehnsucht geschwellt: Ihn zu umfangen, An ihm zu hangen, Bis mir in Wonnen schwindet die Welt!
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- by Paul Heyse (1830 - 1914), no title, appears in Skizzenbuch. Lieder und Bilder, in Mädchenlieder, no. 3
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Ah, how gladly I can keep far away from you, bright halls illuminated by candles! That at me, in the darkness, two eyes twinkle, that is my joy and my world! Once I yearned to please everyone and stealthily I threw out my nets. But now, to adorn myself for one, to make him happy - this has become my joy and my world! Alone in the silence, for him alone throbs my heart, bursting with longing: to embrace him, to cling to him, until my bliss makes the world disappear!
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Line count: 18
Word count: 90