Aus dem „Wintergarten” von Arnim
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Den trägen Tag verfolgt der Mond,
Er athmet Ruh' auf alle Wesen,
Das Meer ist keiner Ruh' gewohnt,
Zur Unruh bin ich so erlesen,
Mein einzig Glück den Traum muß ich voraus schon hassen,
Im höchsten Glück wird er mich wiederum verlassen.
Ein Fruchtbaum, der, von Früchten schwer,
Hängt seine Äste zu der Erden,
Kommt frischer Wind vom Osten her,
Er kann nicht froh erschüttert werden,
Er stürzt herab die Früchte und die schwachen Blüthen,
Und meine Träume, die mir Nachts so herrlich glühten.
Ich liebe was, und sag' es nicht,
Denn Eid und Tugend heißt mich schweigen,
Mein ganz verdecktes Liebeslicht,
Darf seine Flamme gar nicht zeigen,
Zum Himmel treibt es seine reinen hellen Strahlen,
Die Sonne ist ein Wiederschein von meinen Qualen.
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The languid day is followed by the moon,
It breathes peace upon all creatures.
The ocean is not accustomed to any peace;
Thus I, too, am selected for unrest,
My only joy, the dream, I must already hate in advance,
At the point of highest happiness it shall again abandon me.
A fruit tree that is laden with fruit
Lets its branches hang down toward the ground.
A brisk wind from from the East,
It cannot be happily shaken up,
It knocks down the fruits and the weak blossoms,
And my dreams that glowed so gloriously in the night.
I love something, and I do not tell of it,
For vow and virtue command me to keep silent;
My completely hidden Love-light
Is not permitted to show its flame at all,
It directs its pure, bright beams toward heaven,
The sun is a reflection of my agonies.
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Note: the text above is taken from stanzas 4,3,2 of the original text.
Translation of title "Den trägen Tag verfolgt der Mond" = "The languid day is followed by the moon"
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