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Vernimm es, Nacht, was Ida dir vertrauet, Die satt des Tags, in deine Arme flieh't. Ihr Sterne, die ihr hold und liebend auf mich schauet, Vernehmt süßlauschend Idens Lied. Den ich geahnt in liebvollen Stunden, Dem sehnsuchtkrank mein Herz entgegen schlug, O Nacht, o Sterne, hörts, ich habe ihn gefunden, Deß Bild ich längst im Busen trug. Um seine Wiege lächelten die Musen, Urania kos't' ihm auf dem keuschen Schooß, Die Schönheit tränket' ihn an ihrem Nektarbusen, Und jede Charis zog ihn groß. In seinen Augen blitzt promethisch Feuer. Gerecht entbrennt sein Herz in Lieb und Zorn. Es lüpft dem Schmachtenden die Wahrheit ihren Schleyer; Ihm sprudelt Phöbus heil'ger Born. Freund, du bist mein, nicht für die kurze Reise, Die durch das Labyrinth des Lebens führt; Sieh, sieh die Sphären dort, die ewig schönen Kreise, Wo fester unser Band sich schnürt. Freund, ich bin dein, nicht für den Sand der Zeiten, Der schnellversiegend Chronos Uhr entfleußt, Dein für den Riesenstrom heilvoller Ewigkeiten, Der aus des Ew'gen Urne scheußt.
Confirmed with L.T.Kosegarten's Poesieen, Neueste Auflage, Zweyter Band, Berlin 1803, pages 112-113. This is the source used by Schubert. Kosegarten's poem is different in later editions and has the title "Agnes Nachtgesang" (see below).
Text Authorship:
- by Ludwig Gotthard Theobul Kosegarten (1758 - 1818), "Idens Nachtgesang" [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 Peter Schubert (1797 - 1828), "Idens Nachtgesang", D 227 (1815), published 1885 [sung text checked 1 time]
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Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , "Cant de la nit d'Ida", copyright © 2018, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- DUT Dutch (Nederlands) [singable] (Lau Kanen) , "Ida's nachtgezang", copyright © 2006, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ENG English (Laura Prichard) , copyright © 2016, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ENG English (Malcolm Wren) , copyright © 2016, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , "Chant de nuit d'Ida", copyright © 2012, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
Research team for this page: Richard Morris , Malcolm Wren [Guest Editor] , Peter Rastl [Guest Editor]
This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 24
Word count: 168
Listen, night, to what Ida is going to entrust to you, She who, sated with day, flees to your arms, You stars, who look on me with such beauty and love, Listen to Ida's song with sweet attention. He who I longed for in love-filled hours, He who my heart rushed to greet, so full of longing, O night, o stars, listen! I have found him, He whose image I carried in my breast for so long. And the muses smiled on his cradle, Urania caressed him on her chaste lap. He drank in beauty from her nectar-giving bosom, And each of the Graces contributed to his upbringing. In his eyes there shines a Promethean fire. His heart justly catches fire with love and anger. Truth lifts the veil from those who are languishing; Phoebus' holy fountain is bubbling up for him. Friend, you are mine, not just for a short journey, Leading through the labyrinth of life; Look, look at those spheres over there, the eternal beautiful circle Where our union will be tied more tightly. Friend, I am yours, not just for the sands of time Which so quickly run out as they flow through Chronos's timepiece, I am yours for the gigantic river of healthy eternities Which pour out of the urn of the Eternal One.
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Translation of title "Idens Nachtgesang" = "Ida's night song"Text Authorship:
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Based on:
- a text in German (Deutsch) by Ludwig Gotthard Theobul Kosegarten (1758 - 1818), "Idens Nachtgesang"
This text was added to the website: 2016-09-10
Line count: 24
Word count: 219