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Wonne glänzt von allen Zweigen,
Muthig regt sich jedes Reiß,
Blumenkränz' aus Bäumen steigen,
Purpurroth und silberweiß.
Und bewegt wie Harfensaiten
Ist die Welt Ein Jubelklang,
Durch der Welten Dunkelheiten
Tönt der Nachtigall Gesang.
Warum leuchten so die Felder?
Nie hab' ich dies Grün gesehn:
Lustgesang dringt durch die Wälder,
Rauschend wie ein Sturmeswehn.
...
Hoch beglückt, ja hoch gesegnet,
Wem in diesem Lustgefild
Liebesglück noch hold begegnet,
Und die letzte Sehnsucht stillt.
Note: the text above is taken from stanzas 1-3,5 of the original text.
Found in Die Sängerfahrt. Eine Neujahrsgabe für Freunde der Dichtkunst und Mahlerey. Gesammelt vom Friedrich Förster. Berlin: in der Maurerschen Buchhandlung, 1818, pages 128-129.Composition:
- Set to music by Fanny Hensel (1805 - 1847), "An einen Liebenden im Frühling", H-U 121, stanzas 1-3,5 [ voice and piano ]
Text Authorship:
- by Johann Ludwig Tieck (1773 - 1853), "An einen Liebenden im Frühling 1814"
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- ENG English (Sharon Krebs) , copyright © 2015, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
Research team for this page: Ferdinando Albeggiani , Sharon Krebs [Senior Associate Editor]
This text was added to the website: 2008-06-04
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Word count: 91
Bliss glistens from all the branches,
Every scion burgeons audaciously,
Floral wreaths rise from out the trees,
Crimson red and silvery white.
And, vibrating like the strings of a harp,
The world is a single sonority of rejoicing,
Through the darknesses of worlds
The nightingale’s song resounds.
Why do the fields glow thus?
Never have I seen this green:
Songs of joy penetrate through the woods,
Roaring like the blowing of a storm.
...
Highly delighted, yea highly blessed,
Is he who, in this realm of joy,
Also encounters good fortune in love,
And whose last yearning is assuaged.
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Note: the text above is taken from stanzas 1-3,5 of the original text.
Translated titles:"Frühlingslied im Siegesjahr 1814" = "Spring-song in the year of victory 1814"
"An einen Liebenden im Frühling 1814" = "To one who loves in the spring of 1814"
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Based on:
- a text in German (Deutsch) by Johann Ludwig Tieck (1773 - 1853), "An einen Liebenden im Frühling 1814"
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