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Tage fliehen, Jahre rollen Schnell zur Ewigkeit hinab! Eh' wir wissen, was wir wollen, Öffnet sich für uns das Grab! ... ... Oft erträumen wir uns Freuden Einer fernen Wonnezeit; Sie erscheint, ihr folgt das Leiden Der verlornen Seligkeit. ... Ja, von unsern schönsten Tagen, Ernten wir oft herbe Pein! Froh genossen, leicht getragen Will das kurze Leben seyn. ... ...
Note: the text above is taken from stanzas 1 (lines 1-4), 2 (lines 5-8), 3 (lines 1-4) of the original text.
Confirmed wtih Gedichte der Frau Elisa von der Recke, gebornen Reichsgräfin von Medem, herausgegeben von C.A. Tiedge, Halle: in der Rengerschen Buchhandlung, 1806, pages 138-140.
Note: in many older editions, the spelling of the capitalized word "öffnet" becomes "Oeffnet", but this is often due to the printing process and not to rules of orthography; so since the lower-case version is not "oeffnet", we use "Öffnet".
Composition:
- Set to music by Justin Heinrich Knecht (1752 - 1817), "Lebens-Philosophie", stanzas 1 (lines 1-4), 2 (lines 5-8), 3 (lines 1-4) [ voice and piano or guitar ], from Drei Lieder mit Begleitung des Pianoforte oder der Guitarre, no. 1
Text Authorship:
- by Elisa (Elisabeth) Charlotte Konstantia von der Recke (1756 - 1833), "Zum Jahresschluß"
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Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- ENG English (Sharon Krebs) , copyright © 2014, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
Research team for this page: Sharon Krebs [Senior Associate Editor], Johann Winkler
This text was added to the website: 2014-01-03
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Word count: 170
The days fly by, the years roll Quickly down into eternity! Before we know what we want, The grave opens for us! ... ... In youth we dream up joys Of a distant time of bliss; The time appears, it is followed by the suffering Of lost merriment. ... Yes, from our most beautiful days We often harvest bitter pain! Happily enjoyed, lightly borne That is how our short life wishes to be. ... ...
Note: the text above is taken from stanzas 1 (lines 1-4), 2 (lines 5-8), 3 (lines 1-4) of the original text.
Text Authorship:
- Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © 2014 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.
Based on:
- a text in German (Deutsch) by Elisa (Elisabeth) Charlotte Konstantia von der Recke (1756 - 1833), "Zum Jahresschluß"
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