by William Shakespeare (1564 - 1616)
Translation by August Wilhelm Schlegel (1767 - 1845)
When that I was and a little tiny boy
Language: English
Our translations: CAT
When that I was and a little tiny boy, With hey, ho, the wind and the rain, A foolish thing was but a toy, For the rain it raineth every day. But when I came to man's estate, With hey, ho, the wind and the rain, 'Gainst knaves and thieves men shut their gate, For the rain it raineth every day. But when I came, alas! to wive, With hey, ho, the wind and the rain, By swaggering could I never thrive, For the rain it raineth every day. But when I came unto my beds, With hey, ho, the wind and the rain, With toss-pots still had drunken heads, For the rain it raineth every day. A great while ago the world begun, With hey, ho, the wind and the rain, But that's all one, our play is done, And we'll strive to please you every day.
D. Amram sets stanzas 1-2, 5
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- by William Shakespeare (1564 - 1616), no title, appears in Twelfth Night: or, What You Will, Act V, Scene 1 [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
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Und als ich ein winzig Bübchen war
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Language: German (Deutsch) after the English
Und als ich ein winzig Bübchen war, Hop heisa, bei Regen und Wind! Da machten zwei nur eben ein Paar, Denn der Regen, der regnet jeglichen Tag. Und als ich vertreten die Kinderschuh, Hop heisa, bei Regen und Wind! Da schloss man vor Dieben die Häuser zu, Denn der Regen, der regnet jeglichen Tag. Und als ich ach! ein Weib tat frei'n, Hop heisa, bei Regen und Wind! Da wollte mir Müßig gehn nicht gedeihn, Denn der Regen, der regnet jeglichen Tag. Und als der Wein mir steckt' im Kopf, Hop heisa, bei Regen und Wind! Da war ich ein armer betrunkner Tropf; Denn der Regen, der regnet jeglichen Tag. Die Welt schon steht eine hübsche Weil', Hop heisa, bei Regen und Wind! Doch das Stück ist nun aus, und ich wünsch' euch viel Heil; Wir streben euch zu gefallen jeglichen Tag.
W. Petersen sets stanzas 1-3, 5
R. Schumann sets stanzas 1, 3, 5
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View text with all available footnotesText Authorship:
- by August Wilhelm Schlegel (1767 - 1845), no title [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
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- a text in English by William Shakespeare (1564 - 1616), no title, appears in Twelfth Night: or, What You Will, Act V, Scene 1
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Researcher for this page: Margo Briessinck
This text was added to the website: 2003-10-20
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Word count: 145