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Ein sehnend Streben Theilt mir das Herz, Bis alles Leben Sich lös't in Schmerz. In Leid erwachte Der junge Sinn, Und Liebe brachte Zum Ziel mich hin. Ihr edle Flammen, Wecktet mich auf; Es ging mitsammen Zu Gott der Lauf. Ein Feuer war es, Das alles treibt; Ein starkes, klares, [Was]1 ewig bleibt. Was wir anstrebten, [War]2 treu gemeynt; Was wir [durchlebten]3 Bleibt tief vereint. Da trat ein Scheiden Mir in die Brust; Das tiefe Leiden Der Liebes Lust. Im Seelengrunde Wohnt mir Ein Bild; Die Todeswunde Ward nie gestillt. Viel tausend Thränen Flossen hinab; Ein ewig Sehnen Zu Ihr ins Grab. In Liebes Wogen Wallet der Geist, Bis fortgezogen, Die Brust zerreißt. Ein Stern erschien mir Vom Paradies; Und dahin flieh'n wir Vereint gewiß. Hier noch befeuchtet Der Blick sich lind, Wenn mich umleuchtet Dieß Himmelskind. Ein Zauber waltet Jetzt über mich, Und der gestaltet Dieß all nach sich, Als ob uns vermähle Geistesgewalt, Wo [Seele]4 in Seele Hinüberwallt. Ob auch zerspalten Mir ist das Herz; Seelig doch halten Will ich den Schmerz.
Confirmed with Friedrich Schlegel's sämmtliche Werke. Neunter Band. Wien, bey Jakob Mayer und Compagnie. 1823, pages 132-134; and with Fried. v. Schlegel's sämmtliche Werke. Zweite Original-Ausgabe. Zehnter Band. Wien. Im Verlage bei Ignaz Klang. 1846, pages 119-120.
1 Schubert: "Das"2 Schlegel (1846 edition; misprint?): "Was"
3 Schubert (1830 and 1835 prints; read error from manuscript): "durchbebten"
4 Schubert: "Seel'"
Text Authorship:
- by Friedrich von Schlegel (1772 - 1829), "Fülle der Liebe" [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), "Fülle der Liebe", D 854 (1825), published 1830 [ voice, piano ], attachment to Wiener Zeitschrift für Kunst, Literatur, Theater und Mode [sung text checked 1 time]
Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , "Esplet d'amor", copyright © 2018, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- DUT Dutch (Nederlands) [singable] (Lau Kanen) , "Overvloed aan liefde", copyright © 2012, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ENG English (Malcolm Wren) , "Fullness of love", copyright © 2020, (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.
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Word count: 174
A striving that is full of longing Is pulling my heart apart, So much so that all life Is dissolved in pain. It awoke in suffering - This young mind, And love brought Me to the goal. You noble flames Woke me up; Alongside that The journey took me to God. It was a fire That drives everything; Something strong and clear Which remains forever. What we were striving towards Was meant sincerely; What we lived through together Remains deeply united. Then a separation appeared In my breast; The deep suffering Of the pleasure of love. In the foundations of my soul A single image lives on for me; The fatal wound Has never healed. Many thousands of tears Have flown down; An eternal longing For her, into the grave. In the waves of love Her spirit is hovering, Until the pulling apart Tears up my breast. A star appeared to me From Paradise; And that is where we are flying off to United without any doubt. Here I still feel a moistening To soothe my eyes When I feel her glowing around me That child of heaven. There is a magic Over me now, And which is forming All of this in its own way, As if we were being wedded By the power of a spirit, Where soul joins soul As they surge onwards. Although it is broken, This heart of mine, I shall still hold it to be something sacred, This pain.
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- Translation from German (Deutsch) to English copyright © 2020 by Malcolm Wren, (re)printed on this website with kind permission. To reprint and distribute this author's work for concert programs, CD booklets, etc., you may ask the copyright-holder(s) directly or ask us; we are authorized to grant permission on their behalf. Please provide the translator's name when contacting us.
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Based on:
- a text in German (Deutsch) by Friedrich von Schlegel (1772 - 1829), "Fülle der Liebe"
This text was added to the website: 2020-02-19
Line count: 56
Word count: 244