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Erwin Ihr verblühet, süße Rosen, Meine Liebe trug euch nicht; Blühet, ach! dem Hoffnungslosen, Dem der Gram die Seele bricht! Jener Tage denk' ich trauernd, Als ich, Engel, an dir hing, Auf das erste Knöspchen lauernd Früh zu meinem Garten ging; Alle Blüten, alle Früchte Noch zu deinen Füßen trug Und vor deinem Angesichte Hoffnung in dem Herzen schlug. Ihr verblühet, süße Rosen, Meine Liebe trug euch nicht; Blühtet, ach! dem Hoffnungslosen, Dem der Gram die Seele bricht.
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View text with all available footnotesConfirmed with Goethe's Werke nach den vorzüglichsten Quellen revidirte Ausgabe, Dritter Theil, Gedichte, herausgegeben und mit Anmerkungen begleitet von Dr. Fr. Strehlke, Berlin, Gustav Hempel, 1868, pages 74-75. Note: we have corrected the typo in stanza 1, line 3, word 1 : in many early editions, this was "blühtet", but most editions of his works published after 1852 (possibly earlier) indicate this correction, cf. Goethe's Liebe und Liebesgedichte, Berlin, Allgemeine Deutsche Verlags-Anstalt, 1852, page 147.
Note: in Perfall's score, there are two typos: stanza 2, line 4, word 5 is "hin" instead of "ging"; and stanza 3, line 4, word 5 is "trug" instead of "schlug".
Text Authorship:
- by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe (1749 - 1832), "Wehmut", appears in Erwin und Elmire [author's text checked 2 times against a primary source]
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Erwin You are wilting, sweet roses - my love could not sustain you. Bloom for hopelessness then, for he whose soul is breaking from sorrow! I think mournfully of those days when I hung on you, angel, waiting for your first little bud and going to my garden early; Every blossom, every fruit I carried to your feet; and before your countenance, hope throbbed in my heart. You are wilting, sweet roses - my love could not sustain you. Bloom for hopelessness then, for he whose soul is breaking from sorrow!
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View text with all available footnotesTranslations of titles:
"Arie aus Erwin und Elmire" = "Aria from Erwin and Elmire"
"Erwin" = "Erwin"
"Ihr verblühet" = "You are wilting"
"Ihr verblühet suße Rosen" = "You are wilting, sweet roses"
"Romanze" = "Romance"
"Wehmut" = "Melancholy"
"Wehmuth" = "Melancholy"
"Zur Rosenzeit" = "To the time of roses"
Text Authorship:
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- a text in German (Deutsch) by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe (1749 - 1832), "Wehmut", appears in Erwin und Elmire
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This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
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Word count: 91