Beim ersten Sehen der Parthenon Friese | Mein Geist, er ist zu schwach; Vergänglichkeit

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by John Keats (1795 - 1821)

Translation © by Bertram Kottmann

Like a sick eagle

(Sung text for setting by G. Bachlund)

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Language: English

Our translations: FRE GER HUN

My spirit is too weak; mortality 
Weighs heavily on me like unwilling sleep,
And each imagined pinnacle and steep
Of godlike hardship tells me I must die,
Like a sick eagle looking towards the sky.
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Note: the text above is taken from lines 1-5 of the original text.

Composition:

Gary Bachlund

Three Little Americana Songs

Text Authorship:

by John Keats (1795 - 1821), "On seeing the Elgin Marbles for the first time"

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FRE French (Français) (Jean-Pierre Granger) , "En contemplant les marbres d'Elgin pour la première fois", copyright © 2010, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
GER German (Deutsch) (Bertram Kottmann) , "Beim ersten Sehen der Parthenon Friese", copyright © 2013, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
HUN Hungarian (Magyar) (Tamás Rédey) , copyright © 2015, (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: 14
Word count: 103

Beim ersten Sehen der Parthenon Friese

(Sung text translation for setting by G. Bachlund)

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Language: German (Deutsch) after the English

Mein Geist, er ist zu schwach; Vergänglichkeit,
schwer lastet sie auf mir wie ungewollter Schlaf , 
und jede Zinne, jedes eingekerbte Tal                
gottgleicher Mühsal kündet mir die Sterblichkeit,
wie ein gebroch'ner Adler, dessen Blick zum Himmel steigt.
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Note: the text above is taken from lines 1-5 of the original text.

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Translation from English to German (Deutsch) copyright © 2013 by Bertram Kottmann, (re)printed on this website with kind permission. To reprint and distribute this author's work for concert programs, CD booklets, etc., you must ask the copyright-holder(s) directly for permission. If you receive no response, you must consider it a refusal.
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a text in English by John Keats (1795 - 1821), "On seeing the Elgin Marbles for the first time"
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