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Maria.
O Dank, Dank diesen freundlich grünen Bäumen,
Die meines Kerkers Mauern mir verstecken!
Ich will mich frei und glücklich träumen,
Warum aus meinem süßen Wahn mich wecken?
Umfängt mich nicht der weite Himmelsschoß?
Die Blicke, frei und fessellos,
Ergehen sich in ungemeßnen Räumen.
Dort, wo die grauen Nebelberge ragen,
Fängt meines Reiches Grenze an,
Und diese Wolken, die nach Mittag jagen,
Sie suchen Frankreichs fernen Ozean.
Eilende Wolken! Segler der Lüfte!
Wer mit euch wanderte, mit euch schiffte!
Grüßet mir freundlich mein Jugendland!
Ich bin gefangen, ich bin in Banden,
Ach, ich hab keinen andern Gesandten!
Frei in Lüften ist euren Bahn,
Ihr seid nicht dieser Königin untertan.
...
Maria.
Dort legt ein Fischer den Nachen an!
Dieses elende Werkzeug könnte mich retten,
Brächte mich schnell zu befreundeten Städten.
Spärlich nährt es den dürftigen Mann.
Beladen wollt' ich ihn reich mit Schätzen,
Einen Zug sollt' er tun, wie er keinen getan,
Das Glück sollt' er finden in seinen Netzen,
Nähm er mich ein in den rettenden Kahn.
Note: the text above is taken from stanzas 1,3 of the original text.
Composition:
- Set to music by Johann Rudolf Zumsteeg (1760 - 1802), "Maria Stuart", published 1801, stanzas 1,3, from Kleine Balladen und Lieder, Heft III, no. 1
Text Authorship:
- by Friedrich von Schiller (1759 - 1805), no title, appears in Maria Stuart, Act III, Scene 1
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Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- ENG English (Sharon Krebs) , no title, copyright ©, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
Research team for this page: Emily Ezust [Administrator] , Sharon Krebs [Senior Associate Editor]
This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 63
Word count: 370
Mary.
Oh thanks, thanks be to these friendly green trees
That hide the stone walls of my prison from me!
I shall dream that I am free and happy,
Why should I be awakened from my sweet delusion?
Am I not embraced by the wide canopy of heaven?
My gazes, free and unfettered,
Are free to wander in immeasurable expanses.
There, where the grey mountains of mist tower,
Begin the borders of my kingdom,
And these clouds that race toward the south,
They seek France's distant ocean.
Hastening clouds! Sailors of the breezes!
Ah, if one could wander with you, navigate with you!
Convey my friendly greetings to the land of my youth!
I am imprisoned, I am in chains,
Ah, I have no other ambassador!
Your path is free in the breezes,
You are not subjugated to this queen.
...
Mary.
There a fisherman is mooring his boat!
This wretched instrument could save me,
It could quickly carry me to places where I have friends.
It brings the miserable man only a meagre living.
Richly would I heap treasures upon him,
He would make a catch like never before,
He would find good fortune in his nets
If he took me with him in the boat of my rescue.
Note: the text above is taken from stanzas 1,3 of the original text.
Note: the typo in Zumsteeg's score ("ergeben") is not translated.
Text Authorship:
- Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © by Sharon Krebs, (re)printed on this website with kind permission. To reprint and distribute this author's work for concert programs, CD booklets, etc., you may ask the copyright-holder(s) directly or ask us; we are authorized to grant permission on their behalf. Please provide the translator's name when contacting us.
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Based on:
- a text in German (Deutsch) by Friedrich von Schiller (1759 - 1805), no title, appears in Maria Stuart, Act III, Scene 1
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This text was added to the website: 2016-05-18
Line count: 63
Word count: 453