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Auf Der Bruck „Auf Der Brücke“
(1825)
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Auf Der Bruck „Auf Der Brücke“
Frisch trabe sonder Ruh und Rast,Mein gutes Ross, durch Nacht und Regen! Was scheust du dich vor Busch und Ast Und strauchelst auf den wilden Wegen? Dehnt auch der Wald sich tief und dicht, Doch muss er endlich sich erschliessen, Und freundlich wird ein fernes LichtUns aus dem dunkeln Tale grüssen.Wohl könnt’ ich über Berg und FeldAuf deinem schlanken Rücken fliegen Und mich am bunten Spiel der Welt,An holden Bildern mich vergnügen. Manch Auge lacht mir traulich zuUnd beut mir Frieden, Lieb’ und Freude. Und dennoch eil’ ich ohne RuhZurück, zurück zu meinem Leide.Denn schon drei Tage war ich fernVon ihr, die ewig mich gebunden,Drei Tage waren Sonn’ und SternUnd Erd’ und Himmel mir verschwunden. Von Lust und Leiden, die mein HerzBei ihr bald heilten, bald zerrissen, Fühlt’ ich drei Tage nur den Schmerz, Und ach! die Freude musst’ ich missen!Weit sehn wir über Land und SeeZur wärmern Flur den Vogel fliegen;Wie sollte denn die Liebe jeIn ihrem Pfade sich betrügen?Drum trabe mutig durch die Nacht!Und schwinden auch die dunkeln Bahnen, Der Sehnsucht helles Auge wacht,Und sicher führt mich süsses Ahnen.
At Bruck 'On the bridge'
Trot briskly on, my good horse,without pause for rest, through night and rain! Why do you shy at bush and branchand stumble on the wild paths?Though the forest stretches deep and denseit must at last open up,and a distant light will greet us warmlyfrom the dark valley.I could cheerfully speed over mountain and field on your lithe back,and enjoy the world’s varied delights,its fair sights.Many an eye smiles at me affectionately, offering peace, love and joy.And yet, restlessly, I hastenback to my sorrow.For three days now I have been farfrom her to whom I am eternally bound;for three days sun and stars,earth and heaven, have vanished for me.Of the joy and sorrow which, when I was with her, now healed, now tore my heart,I have for three days felt only the pain.Alas, the joy I have had to forgo!We watch the bird fly far away over land and sea to warmer pastures.How, then, should love everbe deceived in its course?So trot bravely on through the night!Though the dark tracks may vanish,the bright eye of longing is awake,and sweet presentiment guides me safely onwards.
Translations by Richard Wigmore first published by Gollancz and reprinted in the Hyperion Schubert Song Edition
Composer
Poet
Ernst Conrad Friedrich Schulze was a German Romantic poet. He was born and died in Celle.
The son of the Mayor of Celle, his mother died while he was only two years old and much of his early education was overseen by his two grandfathers, who were a Celle bookseller and a minister.
Widely respected by his contemporaries in early youth, he found himself increasingly drawn into a new poetische Welt (world of poetry) in his mid-teens, showing a particular interest in folklore, fairy tales and diverse French literature. He said of himself, "I lived in a fantasy world and was on the way to becoming a complete obsessive." Despite these early Romantic daydreams, he was able to apply himself to his school work and was, at age 16, a model student.
Given his upbringing, it is probably unsurprisingly that he initially studied theology at the Georg-August University of Göttingen from 1806. He went on to study philosophy, literature and aesthetics from 1808, and received his doctorate in 1812. Afterward, he devoted himself to philology, which he taught privately in Göttingen. During his time at university he became a member of the Göttingen 'Corps Hannovera', one of the original German Student Corps.
Taken from Wikipedia. To view the full article, please click here.
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Previously performed at:
- 21 Oct 2018: The Elements in Song: Christoph Prégardien & Ulrich Eisenlohr
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- 12 Oct 2018: Opening Night: A Serenade to Music
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- 23 Oct 2016: Mastercourse 2016 (for T&Ts)
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- 21 Oct 2016: Franz Schubert: Andrè Schuen & Daniel Heide
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Auf Der Bruck „Auf Der Brücke“
At Bruck 'On the bridge'
Composer
Poet
Ernst Conrad Friedrich Schulze was a German Romantic poet. He was born and died in Celle.
The son of the Mayor of Celle, his mother died while he was only two years old and much of his early education was overseen by his two grandfathers, who were a Celle bookseller and a minister.
Widely respected by his contemporaries in early youth, he found himself increasingly drawn into a new poetische Welt (world of poetry) in his mid-teens, showing a particular interest in folklore, fairy tales and diverse French literature. He said of himself, "I lived in a fantasy world and was on the way to becoming a complete obsessive." Despite these early Romantic daydreams, he was able to apply himself to his school work and was, at age 16, a model student.
Given his upbringing, it is probably unsurprisingly that he initially studied theology at the Georg-August University of Göttingen from 1806. He went on to study philosophy, literature and aesthetics from 1808, and received his doctorate in 1812. Afterward, he devoted himself to philology, which he taught privately in Göttingen. During his time at university he became a member of the Göttingen 'Corps Hannovera', one of the original German Student Corps.
Taken from Wikipedia. To view the full article, please click here.
See Full Entry
Sorry, no further description available.
Previously performed at:
- 21 Oct 2018: The Elements in Song: Christoph Prégardien & Ulrich Eisenlohr
- 12 Oct 2018: Opening Night: A Serenade to Music
- 23 Oct 2016: Mastercourse 2016 (for T&Ts)
- 21 Oct 2016: Franz Schubert: Andrè Schuen & Daniel Heide
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