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by Robert Burns (1759 - 1796)
Translation by Wilhelm Christoph Leonhard Gerhard (1780 - 1858)

Musing on the roaring ocean
Language: Scottish (Scots) 
Our translations:  FRE
Musing on the roaring ocean, 
   Which divides my love and me,
 Wearying heaven in warm devotion
   For his weal where'er he be:

 Hope and Fear's alternate billow
   Yielding late to Nature's law,
 Whispering spirits round my pillow,
   Talk of him that 's far awa.

 Ye whom sorrow never wounded,
   Ye who never shed a tear,
 Care-untroubled, joy-surrounded,
   Gaudy day to you is dear.

 Gentle night, do thou befriend me!
   Downy sleep, the curtain draw!
 Spirits kind, again attend me,
   Talk of him that 's far awa!

Available sung texts: (what is this?)

•   W. Bennett 

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Confirmed with The Complete Poetical Works of Robert Burns, Cambridge edition, Boston and New York, Houghton Mifflin Company, 1897, page 211.


Text Authorship:

  • by Robert Burns (1759 - 1796), "Musing on the Roaring Ocean" [author's text checked 2 times against a primary source]

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Researcher for this page: Pierre Mathé [Guest Editor]

This text was added to the website: 2003-11-02
Line count: 16
Word count: 88

Traurig schau' ich von der Klippe
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Language: German (Deutsch)  after the Scottish (Scots) 
Our translations:  CAT DUT ENG ENG FIN SPA
  Traurig schau' ich von der Klippe
Auf die Flut, die uns getrennt,
Und mit Inbrunst fleht die Lippe:
Schone seiner, Element!
 
  Furcht ist meiner Seele Meister,
Ach! und Hoffnung schwindet schier;
Nur im Traume bringen Geister
Kunde vom Geliebten mir.
 
  Die ihr, fröhliche Genossen,
Gold'ner Tag', in Lust und Scherz,
Kummerthränen nie vergossen,
Ach, ihr kennt nicht meinen Schmerz!
 
  Sei mir mild, o nächt'ge Stunde!
Schlummer zieh' den Vorhang vor!
Holde Geister, flüstert Kunde
Vom Geliebten mir in's Ohr!

Available sung texts:   ← What is this?

•   C. Schumann 

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Confirmed with Robert Burn's Gedichte deutsch von W. Gerhard, Leipzig: Verlag von Joh. Ambr. Barth, 1840, page 94

Note for stanza 3, line 2, word 6: in the Breitkopf & Härtel edition of Clara Schumann’s songs published in the early 1990s, there is a typo here ("Schmerz" instead of "Scherz").


Text Authorship:

  • by Wilhelm Christoph Leonhard Gerhard (1780 - 1858), "Sehnsucht am Strande" [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]

Based on:

  • a text in Scottish (Scots) by Robert Burns (1759 - 1796), "Musing on the Roaring Ocean"
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Research team for this page: Emily Ezust [Administrator] , Sharon Krebs [Senior Associate Editor]

This text was added to the website: 2003-11-02
Line count: 16
Word count: 83

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