Philister in Sonntagsröcklein Spazieren durch Wald und Flur; Sie jauchzen, sie hüpfen wie Böcklein, Begrüßen die schöne Natur. Betrachten mit blinzelnden Augen, Wie alles romantisch blüht; Mit langen Ohren saugen Sie ein der Spatzen Lied. Ich aber verhänge die Fenster Des Zimmers mit schwarzem Tuch; Es machen mir meine Gespenster Sogar einen Tagesbesuch. Die alte Liebe erscheinet, Sie stieg aus dem Totenreich; Sie setzt sich zu mir und weinet, Und macht das Herz mir weich.
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Confirmed with Heinrich Heine, Buch der Lieder, Hoffmann und Campe, Hamburg, 1827, page 141.
Text Authorship:
- by Heinrich Heine (1797 - 1856), no title, appears in Buch der Lieder, in Lyrisches Intermezzo, no. 37 [author's text checked 2 times 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 Louis Ehlert (1825 - 1884), "Philister in Sonntagsröcklein", op. 14 (Sechs Lieder für eine Singstimme mit Pianoforte) no. 4, published c1846 [ voice and piano ], Leipzig: C. F. Peters [sung text not yet checked]
- by August von Othegraven (1864 - 1946), "Frühling (Philister im Sonntagswicklein)", unpublished [sung text not yet checked]
Settings in other languages, adaptations, or excerpts:
- Also set in English, a translation by Hal Draper , "Burghers in Sunday clothes strolling", appears in The complete poems of Heinrich Heine : a modern English translation, first published 1982, copyright © ; composed by Nancy Marie Farley Rice.
Other available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- FRE French (Français) (Charles Beltjens) , no title, appears in Intermezzo lyrique, no. 37, first published 1827
- FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , copyright © 2016, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
Research team for this page: Emily Ezust [Administrator] , Pierre Mathé [Guest Editor]
This text was added to the website: 2008-04-03
Line count: 16
Word count: 75
Endimanchés, les bourgeois s'ébaudissent. Par les prés verts, par les bois chevelus; Plus pétulants que chevreaux qui bondissent, Belle nature, ils te font leurs saluts. Dans le printemps ils ne voient que merveilles : Tout reverdit si romantiquement! Le moineau chante, et leurs longues oreilles De se pâmer d'un tendre affolement. Moi, dans ma chambre, entourant de ténèbres, Sous un drap noir, fenêtres et paliers, Je vois monter en visiteurs funèbres, Midi sonnant, mes spectres familiers. Mon pauvre amour, sorti de dessous terre, Vient me parler de ses cruels affronts; Les yeux mouillés d'un air plein de mystère, Il me regarde, et tous deux nous pleurons.
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Text Authorship:
- by Charles Beltjens (1832 - 1890), no title, appears in Intermezzo lyrique, no. 37, first published 1827 [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
Based on:
- a text in German (Deutsch) by Heinrich Heine (1797 - 1856), no title, appears in Buch der Lieder, in Lyrisches Intermezzo, no. 37
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- [ None yet in the database ]
Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]
This text was added to the website: 2008-04-03
Line count: 16
Word count: 105