Josef Freiherr von Eichendorff: “Forest Talk”

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Excerpt, “Gems of German Lyrics:  Consisting of Selections from Ruckert, Lenau, Chamisso, Freiligrath and Others.”  Translated into English Verse by Henry D. Wireman.  1869.

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FOREST TALK

 

It is so late, it cold hath grown,

Why through the woods dost ride alone

So late at night, on such a ride.

I’ll lead thee home, my pretty bride!

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“Men’s artful ways are many, pain

My heart hath broken, torn in twain;

The forest horn sounds far and near,

Away! Thou’lt know me but to fear.”

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The steed is decked so wondrous fine,

The rider looks so fair, divine;

Protect me, God! I know thee now,

The witch, Oh, Lorelei art thou!

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“I am, on cliffs my castle stands,

A view of ‘Father Rhine’ commands.

It is so late, it cold doth grow,

From hence thou nevermore wilt go!”

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, October 8, 2014. Eichendorff

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