by Walter Scott, Sir (1771 - 1832)
Translation by Ferdinand Freiligrath (1810 - 1876)

The maid of Isla
Language: English 
O, Maid of Isla, from the cliff,
 That looks on troubled wave and sky,
Dost thou not see yon little skiff
 Contend with ocean gallantly?
Now beating 'gainst the breeze and surge,
 And steep'd her leeward deck in foam,
Why does she war unequal urge? -
 O, Isla's maid, she seeks her home.

O, Isla's maid, yon sea-bird mark,
 Her white wing gleams through mist and spray,
Against the storm-cloud, lowering dark,
 As to the rock she wheels away; -
Where clouds are dark and billows rave,
 Why to the shelter should she come
Of cliff, exposed to wind and wave? -
 O, maid of Isla, 'tis her home.

As breeze and tide to yonder skiff,
 Thou'rt adverse to the suit I bring,
And cold as is yon wintry cliff,
 Where sea-birds close their wearied wing.
Yet cold as rock, unkind as wave,
 Still, Isla's maid, to thee I come;
For in thy love, or in his grave,
 Must Allan Vourich find his home.

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Das Mädchen von Isla
Language: German (Deutsch)  after the English 
Mädchen von Isla, hoch vom Riff,
Das Sturmgewölk und Meer umnachten,
Siehst du nicht dort das kleine Schiff
Die Wuth der Wellen keck verachten?
Jetzt taucht es tief in Schaum und Dampf,
Tanzt hoch jetzt auf der Wogen Rand;
Sprich, warum wagt es solchen Kampf? -
Mädchen, es sucht sein Heimathland!

Siehst, Mädchen, du die Möve dort?
Durch Nebel glänzt ihr weißer Flügel;
Sie schwingt sich durch den rauhen Nord
Und sucht des Ufers sichre Hügel.
Warum durch Sturm und Wogenschaum
Sucht sie der Insel Felsenstrand,
Warum des Ufers grünen Saum? -
Mädchen, es ist ihr Heimathland!

Doch, wie des Schiffs der wilde Sturm,
Lachst du der Werbung, die ich bringe;
Kalt, wie des Felsen steiler Thurm,
Wo Möv' und Taucher senkt die Schwinge.
Sei noch so hart, sei noch so kalt,
Doch, Mädchen, biet' ich dir die Hand!
Wenn nicht dein liebend Herz, dann bald
Ist Allan's Grab sein Heimathland! 

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  • by Adolf Jensen (1837 - 1879), "Das Mädchen von Isla", op. 52 (Sechs Gesänge von Walter Scott für 1 Singstimme mit Pianoforte) no. 3, published 1875 [voice and piano], Breslau, Hainauer [
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Text added to the website: 2011-07-18 00:00:00
Last modified: 2014-06-16 10:04:28
Line count: 24
Word count: 151