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De klare dag, die schoon en glansrijk lacht, Heeft schaamrood `t wilde wolkenheir verdreven, De rust aan't moegeteisterd loof hergeven, En zonnig zwijgen over d'aard gebracht. De koelte (stilte)waart verkwikkelijk door de dreven, Slechts tusschen vochte blaad'ren drupt het zacht, Breed straalt des hemels blauw in effen pracht, Waarlangs de vlokkig donzen wolkjes zweven. O Eudia! Gezegend tooverwoord! Dat vredebrengend als gewijde zangen, Of als Homerisch lied mijn ziel doortrilt, Gij hebt de stormen in mijn borst gestild! Met plechtig zwijgen mijn gemoed ontvangen, En slechts mijn tranen druppen zachtkens voort.
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Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive)
- by Alphons Diepenbrock (1862 - 1921), "De klare dag", 1884. [text verified 1 time]
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- ENG English (Rianne Stam) , title 1: "The bright day", copyright ©, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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Text added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Last modified: 2014-06-16 10:01:27
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Word count: 91
The bright day, that laughs beautifully and glowingly, has, shame-red, driven away the wild host of clouds, restored peace to the tattered foliage, and brought sunlit silence over the world. The coolness (stillness) courses refreshingly through the lanes, Only between the moist leaves drops are gently falling, Broadly the heavens' blue shines in perfect splendour, in which flaky, downy little clouds float. O Eudia! Blessed magic word! That pacifying as sacred hymns, or as Homeric song pervades my soul Thou hast quenched the storms within my breast! With solemn silence received my affliction And only my tears keep falling softly the while.
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- Translation from Dutch (Nederlands) to English copyright © by Rianne Stam, (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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- a text in Dutch (Nederlands) by Frederik van Eeden (1860 - 1932)
Text added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Last modified: 2014-06-16 10:01:27
Line count: 14
Word count: 102