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by Julius Wolff (1834 - 1910)
Translation © by Sharon Krebs
«Ich freu mich, sprach das Mägdelein
Language: German (Deutsch)
Available translation(s): ENG
«Ich freu mich, sprach das Mägdelein, Und will den Sommer fröhlich sein Und lauter guter Dinge; Mein Herze ist von Freuden voll, Daß ich mich wohl gehaben soll Mit einem Edelinge. Lieb Tochter, war der Mutter Rath, Der Knabe sich vermessen hat, Er hat dich hintergangen. Die Rosen haben Dornen all, Wenn er dir zuwirft seinen Ball, So sollst du ihn nit fangen. Frau Mutter, laßt die Rosen stehn, Ich will zu meinem Buhlen gehn Und weiß ihn wohl zu finden; Es klingt sein Lied wie keins im Land, Er fängt mich höflich bei der Hand Im Reien an der Linden. Lieb Kind, nimm dir des Meiers Sohn, Deß Liedel geht aus anderm Ton, Er hat die Truh voll Gulden; Dein Vater bläst das Jägerhorn, Ich hab im Haus nicht Flachs, nicht Korn, Der Ritter hat nur Schulden. Den Dorfknab mag ich nimmer ha'n, Der Ritter hat mir's angethan, Verguldt sind seine Sporen, Mein Freundschaft und mein Heimlichkeit Gehören ihm in Ewigkeit, Ihm hab ich mich verschworen. -- O weh, ihr Rosen, welk und blaß, Wie wurdet ihr von Thränen naß, Wie seid ihr nun verzaget. Auf einem Grabe ganz allein Da sitzt ein kleines Vögelein Zur Winterszeit und klaget.»
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Authorship:
- by Julius Wolff (1834 - 1910), no title, appears in Der Rattenfänger von Hameln: Eine Aventiure, first published 1876 [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by Ernst Frank (1847 - 1889), "Ich freu' mich, sprach das Mägdelein", op. 12 (Zwölf Lieder) no. 9, published 1877 [ voice and piano ], from Fünf Lieder aus dem Rattenfänger von Hameln, von Julius Wolff, no. 2, Leipzig, Leuckart [sung text not yet checked]
- by Heinrich Klussmann , "Ich freu mich, sprach das Mägdelein", published 1890 [ soprano or tenor and piano ], from Vier Lieder, no. 4, Görlitz, Fiedler [sung text not yet checked]
- by Arnold Mendelssohn (1855 - 1933), "Ich freu mich" [sung text not yet checked]
- by Ludwig Scherff (1839 - 1875), "Ich freu' mich, sprach das Mägdelein", op. 17 no. 8, published 1881 [ voice and piano ], from Liedercyklus aus Wolff's Rattenfänger von Hameln , no. 8, Hamburg, Niemeyer [sung text not yet checked]
- by Paul Schumacher , "Ich freu' mich, sprach das Mägdelein", op. 16 no. 2, published 1884 [ high baritone and piano ], from Fünf Lieder aus Wolff's "Rattenfänger von Hameln" , no. 2, Leipzig, Siegel [sung text not yet checked]
- by Hans August Friedrich Zincke genannt Sommer (1837 - 1922), "Ich freu' mich, sprach das Mägdelein", op. 2 no. 1 (1881/82), published 1882 [ voice and piano ], from Lieder und Gesänge für 1 Singstimme mit Pianoforte aus Julius Wolff's Aventiure "Der Rattenfänger von Hameln", no. 1, Hamburg, Fr. Schuberth [sung text not yet checked]
Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- ENG English (Sharon Krebs) , copyright © 2014, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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This text was added to the website: 2010-02-22
Line count: 36
Word count: 199
I rejoice, the maiden spoke
Language: English after the German (Deutsch)
“I rejoice, the maiden spoke, And shall be happy in summertime And always in good spirits; My heart is full of joys, That I am to enjoy the society of A nobleman. Dear daughter, was the mother’s advice, The lad behaved too audaciously, He has betrayed you. The roses all have thorns, If he tosses you his ball, You are not to catch it. Mistress Mother, let the roses be, I want to go to my lover And I know well where to find him; His song sounds like no other in the land, He takes me courteously by the hand In the roundelay at the lime tree. Dear child, take the steward’s son, His song is of another sort, He has a chest full of guilders; Your father blows the hunter’s horn, In the house I have neither flax nor wheat, The knight has nothing but debts. I would never want a village lad, The knight has taken my fancy, His spurs are gilded, My friendship and my secret [love] Are his for all eternity, I have sworn to be his. -- Oh woe, you roses, withered and pale, How wet you became with tears, How despairing you are now. Upon a grave all alone There sits a little bird In the wintertime and laments.”
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Based on:
- a text in German (Deutsch) by Julius Wolff (1834 - 1910), no title, appears in Der Rattenfänger von Hameln: Eine Aventiure, first published 1876
This text was added to the website: 2014-10-21
Line count: 36
Word count: 215