In Spring | Quietly I sit on the hill's slope

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by Ernst Konrad Friedrich Schulze (1789 - 1817)

Translation © by Emily Ezust

Still sitz' ich an des Hügels Hang

Language: German (Deutsch)

Our translations: CAT DUT DUT ENG FRE FRI ITA SPA SPA

Still sitz' ich an des Hügels Hang,
Der Himmel ist so klar,
Das Lüftchen spielt im grünen Thal,
Wo ich beym ersten Frühlingsstrahl
Einst, ach, so glücklich war;

Wo ich an ihrer Seite ging
So traulich und so nah,
Und tief im dunkeln Felsenquell
Den schönen Himmel blau und hell,
Und sie im Himmel sah.

Sieh, wie der bunte Frühling schon
Aus Knosp' und Blüthe blickt!
Nicht alle Blüthen sind mir gleich,
Am liebsten [pflückt']¹ ich von dem Zweig,
Von welchem sie gepflückt.

Denn Alles ist wie damals noch,
Die Blumen, das Gefild;
Die Sonne scheint nicht minder hell,
Nicht minder freundlich schwimmt im Quell
Das blaue Himmelsbild.

Es wandeln nur sich Will' und Wahn,
Es wechseln Lust und Streit;
Vorüber flieht der Liebe Glück,
Und nur die Liebe bleibt zurück,
Die Lieb' und ach, das Leid!

O wär' ich doch [das]² Vöglein nur
Dort an dem Wiesenhang,
Dann blieb' ich auf den Zweigen hier
Und säng' ein süßes Lied von ihr
Den ganzen Sommer lang.

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• F. Schubert

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Confirmed with Ernst Schulze's sämmtliche poetische Schriften. Dritter Band. I. Poetisches Tagebuch. [...] Leipzig: F. A. Brockhaus. 1819, pages 98-99; and with Sämmtliche poetische Werke von Ernst Schulze. Neue Ausgabe mit sechszehn Kupfern. Dritter Theil. Leipzig: F. A. Brockhaus. 1822, pages 99-100.

¹ Schulze (1822 edition): "pflück'"
² Schubert: "ein"

Text Authorship:

by Ernst Konrad Friedrich Schulze (1789 - 1817), "Am 31sten März 1815", written 1815, appears in Poetisches Tagebuch, vom 29ten Junius 1813 bis 17ten Februar 1817, first published 1819 [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 Carl Moltke (1783 - 1831), "Der Liebe Freud' und Leid", published <<1894 [ voice and piano or guitar ], from Weihe der Liebe. Sechs Lieder von E. Schulz für 1 Singstimme mit Pianoforte oder Guitarre, no. 1, Leipzig, Kistner [sung text not yet checked]
by Franz Peter Schubert (1797 - 1828), "Im Frühling", op. 101 no. 1, D 882 (1826), published 1828 [ voice, piano ], attachment to Wiener Zeitschrift für Kunst, Literatur, Theater und Mode [sung text checked 1 time]

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This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 30
Word count: 166

In Spring

Language: English after the German (Deutsch)

Quietly I sit on the hill's slope.
The sky is so clear;
a breeze plays in the green valley
where I was at Spring's first sunbeam
once - ah, I was so happy;

Where I walked at her side,
So intimate and so close,
and deep in the dark rocky spring
was the beautiful sky, blue and bright;
and I saw her in the sky.

Look how colorful Spring already
looks out from bud and blossom!
Not every blossom is the same for me:
I like best to pick from the branch
from which she picked hers.

For all is as it was back then:
the flowers, the field;
the sun does not shine less brightly,
nor does the stream reflect any less charmingly
the blue image of the sky.

The only things that change are will and illusion:
Joys and quarrels alternate,
the happiness of love flies past
and only the love remains -
The love and, ah, the sorrow.

Oh, if only I were a little bird,
there on the meadow's slope --
then I would remain here on these branches
and sing a sweet song about her
the whole summer long.

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a text in German (Deutsch) by Ernst Konrad Friedrich Schulze (1789 - 1817), "Am 31sten März 1815", written 1815, appears in Poetisches Tagebuch, vom 29ten Junius 1813 bis 17ten Februar 1817, first published 1819
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This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 30
Word count: 191

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