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Ächtes Lieben Ist Betrüben, Thut so wohl und doch so weh; Aechte Minne Zieht die Sinne Schmerzend sich nach über Land und See.-- Wollt der Schmerzen Ihr, o Herzen, Gerne los und ledig sein? Werft das Lieben, Das Betrüben Frisch in die kühlige Fluth hinein!-- Ach, dies Leiden Ist mein Weiden, Nimmer, nimmer laß ich's los; Fiel' sein Schwellen In die Wellen, Spräng' ich ihm nach in den Todesschooß.
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Confirmed with Friedrich Baron de la Motte Fouqué, Corona. Ein Rittergedicht in drei Büchern, Stuttgart und Tübingen: in der J.G. Cotta’schen Buchhandlung, 1814, page 191
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- by Friedrich Heinrich Karl, Freiherr de La Motte-Fouqué (1777 - 1843), no title [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 (Franz) Carl Adalbert Eberwein (1786 - 1868), "Lied aus der Corona von Fouqué" [ sung text not yet checked against a primary source]
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- ENG English (Sharon Krebs) , copyright © 2015, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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This text was added to the website: 2015-12-11
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Word count: 69
Genuine loving Means causing grief, It gladdens so and yet is so painful; Genuine courtly love Draws the senses Painfully after itself across land and sea.-- Would of the pain You, oh hearts, Gladly be rid of and unfettered? Cast loving, Grieving Briskly into the cooling floodwaters!-- Ah, this suffering Is my sustenance, Never, never shall I let go of it; If its swelling Fell into the waves, I should leap after it into the lap of death.
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Translation of title "Lied aus der Corona von Fouqué" = "Song from Fouqué’s Corona"Authorship
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- a text in German (Deutsch) by Friedrich Heinrich Karl, Freiherr de La Motte-Fouqué (1777 - 1843), no title
This text was added to the website: 2015-12-11
Line count: 18
Word count: 78