by George Gordon Noel Byron, Lord Byron (1788 - 1824)
Translation by Joseph Emanuel Hilscher (1806 - 1837)
Deep in my soul that tender secret...
Language: English
"Deep in my soul that tender secret dwells, Lonely and lost to light for evermore, Save when to thine my heart responsive swells, Then trembles into silence as before. "There, in its centre, a sepulchral lamp Burns the slow flame, eternal — but unseen; Which not the darkness of Despair can damp, Though vain its ray as it had never been. "Remember me — Oh! pass not thou my grave Without one thought whose relics there recline: The only pang my bosom dare not brave Must be to find forgetfulness in thine. "My fondest — faintest — latest accents hear — Grief for the dead not Virtue can reprove; Then give me all I ever asked — a tear, The first — last — sole reward of so much love!
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Confirmed with The Select Poetical Works of Lord Byron, containing The Corsair, Lara, The Giaour, The Siege of Corinth, The Bride of Abydos, Parasina, Mazeppa, The Prisoner of Chillon, etc., Paris and Lyons: B. Cormon and Blanc, Booksellers, 1836, pages 14-15.
Text Authorship:
- by George Gordon Noel Byron, Lord Byron (1788 - 1824), no title, appears in The Corsair, Canto I, xiv
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- GER German (Deutsch) (Ernst Eckstein) , "Medora's Lied", subtitle: "(Aus dem "Corsar".) (Nach dem Englischen des Lord Byron.)", appears in In Moll und Dur, in 3. Dritte Abtheilung
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Die letzte Bitte See original
Language: German (Deutsch) after the English
Ein süß' Geheimniß tief mein Busen hegt; Für immer einsam, tritt es nur an's Licht, Wenn an mein Herz dein Herz erwidernd schlägt - Sonst wie zuvor bricht es sein Schweigen nicht. Im Innern hier mit matter Flamme kämpft Ein Grablicht, ewig - aber ungeseh'n, Dem auch Verzweiflung nicht die Strahlen dämpft, Die zwar vergebens nur, wie nicht besteh'n. O meide nicht mein Grab einst! denke mein, Denk', wessen Staube sich dein Fuß genaht! Ach, unerträglich müßte für mich sein Der Gram, daß mich dein Herz vergessen hat. Vernimm mein wärmstes - schwächstes - letztes Fleh'n! Die Tugend billigt Leid um Todte schon - Laß' - mehr nicht - dann nur e i n e Thräne seh'n, Für so viel Liebe letzter - einz'ger Lohn!
Composition:
- Set to music by Johann Rufinatscha (1812 - 1893), "Die letzte Bitte", alternate title: "Bitte der Liebe" [ voice and piano ]
Text Authorship:
- by Joseph Emanuel Hilscher (1806 - 1837), no title, first published 1840
Based on:
- a text in English by George Gordon Noel Byron, Lord Byron (1788 - 1824), no title, appears in The Corsair, Canto I, xiv
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Word count: 117