by George Gordon Noel Byron, Lord Byron (1788 - 1824)
Translation by Otto Gildemeister (1823 - 1902)

There be none of Beauty's daughters
Language: English 
Our translations:  CAT DUT ITA
There be none of Beauty's daughters
  With a magic like thee;
And like music on the waters
  Is thy sweet voice to me:
When, as if its sound were causing
The [charmèd]1 ocean's pausing,
The waves lie still and gleaming,
And the lull'd winds seem dreaming:

And the midnight moon is weaving
  Her bright chain o'er the deep;
Whose breast is gently heaving
  As an infant's asleep:
So the spirit bows before thee,
To listen and adore thee;
With a full but soft emotion,
Like the swell of Summer's ocean.

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  • CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , copyright © 2023, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • CZE Czech (Čeština) (Jaroslav Vrchlický) , "Sloky pro hudbu"
  • DUT Dutch (Nederlands) [singable] (Lau Kanen) , copyright © 2017, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • FRE French (Français) (Alexis Paulin Pâris) , "Stances à mettre en musique"
  • ITA Italian (Italiano) (Ferdinando Albeggiani) , "Fra tutte le più belle", copyright © 2009, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


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This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 16
Word count: 91

Keine gleicht von allen Schönen
 (Sung text for setting by H. Wolf)
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Language: German (Deutsch)  after the English 
Our translations:  CAT FRE
Keine gleicht von allen Schönen,
Zauberhafte, dir!
Wie Musik auf Wassern tönen
Deine Worte mir;
Wenn das Meer vergißt zu rauschen,
Um entzückt zu lauschen,
Lichte Wellen leise schäumen,
Eingelullte Winde träumen:

Wenn der Mond die Silberkette
Über Fluten spinnt,
Deren Brust im stillen Bette
Atmet, wie ein Kind:
Also liegt mein Herz versunken,
Lauschend, wonnetrunken,
Sanft gewiegt und voll sich labend,
Wie des Meeres Sommerabend.

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  • CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , copyright © 2021, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , "Aucune de toutes les belles n'égale", copyright © 2011, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]

This text was added to the website: 2003-10-19
Line count: 16
Word count: 66