Archiv der Kategorie: ChamberMusic

(…) Prinzipiell (…): Distanz, Ironie usw ist genau das, was ich zutiefst ablehne und in meiner Arbeit gescheut habe wie ein Sartyr den „lieben“ Gott und seinerseits der den Dionysos. In mir eingeprägt ist statt dessen Schlegels und Benjamins Forderung … Weiterlesen →

XXXVI.I hear an army charging upon the land, And the thunder of horses plunging, foam about their knees: Arrogant, in black armour, behind them stand, Disdaining the reins, with fluttering whips, the charioteers. They cry unto the night their battle-name: … Weiterlesen →

XXXV.All day I hear the noise of waters        Making moan, Sad as the sea-bird is when, going        Forth alone, He hears the winds cry to the water’s        Monotone. The grey winds, the cold winds are blowing        Where I go. I … Weiterlesen →

XXXIV.Sleep now, O sleep now, O you unquiet heart! A voice crying „Sleep now“ Is heard in my heart. The voice of the winter Is heard at the door. O sleep, for the winter Is crying „Sleep no more.“ My … Weiterlesen →

XXXIII.Now, O now, in this brown land Where Love did so sweet music make We two shall wander, hand in hand, Forbearing for old friendship‘ sake, Nor grieve because our love was gay Which now is ended in this way. … Weiterlesen →

XXXII.Rain has fallen all the day. O come among the laden trees: The leaves lie thick upon the way Of memories. Staying a little by the way Of memories shall we depart. Come, my beloved, where I may Speak to … Weiterlesen →

XXXI.O, it was out by Donnycarney When the bat flew from tree to tree My love and I did walk together; And sweet were the words she said to me. Along with us the summer wind Went murmuring — – … Weiterlesen →

XXX.Love came to us in time gone by When one at twilight shyly played And one in fear was standing nigh — – For Love at first is all afraid. We were grave lovers. Love is past That had his … Weiterlesen →

XXIX.Dear heart, why will you use me so? Dear eyes that gently me upbraid, Still are you beautiful — – but O, How is your beauty raimented! Through the clear mirror of your eyes, Through the soft sigh of kiss … Weiterlesen →

XXVIII.Gentle lady, do not sing Sad songs about the end of love; Lay aside sadness and sing How love that passes is enough. Sing about the long deep sleep Of lovers that are dead, and how In the grave all … Weiterlesen →

XXVII.Though I thy Mithridates were, Framed to defy the poison-dart, Yet must thou fold me unaware To know the rapture of thy heart, And I but render and confess The malice of thy tenderness. For elegant and antique phrase, Dearest, … Weiterlesen →

XXVI.Thou leanest to the shell of night, Dear lady, a divining ear. In that soft choiring of delight What sound hath made thy heart to fear? Seemed it of rivers rushing forth From the grey deserts of the north? That … Weiterlesen →

XXV.Lightly come or lightly go: Though thy heart presage thee woe, Vales and many a wasted sun, Oread let thy laughter run, Till the irreverent mountain air Ripple all thy flying hair. Lightly, lightly — – ever so: Clouds that … Weiterlesen →

XXIV.Silently she’s combing, Combing her long hair Silently and graciously, With many a pretty air. The sun is in the willow leaves And on the dappelled grass, And still she’s combing her long hair Before the looking-glass. I pray you, … Weiterlesen →

XXIII.This heart that flutters near my heart My hope and all my riches is, Unhappy when we draw apart And happy between kiss and kiss: My hope and all my riches — – yes! — – And all my happiness. … Weiterlesen →