To Novalis (first version) | Resting in crystalline earth, holy stranger

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by Georg Trakl (1887 - 1914)

Translation © by Bertram Kottmann

An Novalis (1. Fassung)

Language: German (Deutsch)

Our translations: ENG FRE

Ruhend in kristallner Erde, heiliger Fremdling
Vom dunklen Munde nahm ein Gott ihm die Klage,
Da er in seiner Blüte hinsank
Friedlich erstarb ihm das Saitenspiel
In der Brust,
Und es streute der Frühling seine Palmen vor ihn,
Da er mit zögernden Schritten
Schweigend das nächtige Haus verließ.

Text Authorship:

by Georg Trakl (1887 - 1914), "An Novalis (1. Fassung)" [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]

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ENG English (Bertram Kottmann) , "To Novalis (first version)", copyright © 2018, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , "À Novalis (Version 1)", copyright © 2017, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

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This text was added to the website: 2012-03-05
Line count: 8
Word count: 48

To Novalis (first version)

Language: English after the German (Deutsch)

Resting in crystalline earth, holy stranger,
a God took his lament from his dark mouth,
when he sank to the ground in his bloom
peacefully the lute died down
in his breast,
and spring strewed her palms before him,
when with reluctant steps
he quietly left the house late at night.

Text Authorship:

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a text in German (Deutsch) by Georg Trakl (1887 - 1914), "An Novalis (1. Fassung)"
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This text was added to the website: 2018-11-28
Line count: 8
Word count: 51