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zaterdag 19 januari 2008

Enige zeer verrassende poëzie-bijdragen van de Amerikaan Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (3)

WALTER VON DER VOGELWEID.

VOGELWEID the Minnesinger,
When he left this world of ours,
Laid his body in the cloister,
Under Würtzburg's minster towers.

And he gave the monks his treasures,
Gave them all with is behest:
They should feed the birds at noontide
Daily on his place of rest;

Saying 'From these wandering minstrels
I have learned the art of song;
Let me now repay the lessons
They have taught so well and long.'

Thus the bard of love departed;
And, fulfilling his desire,
On his tomb the birds were feasted
By the children of the choir.

Day by day, o'er tower and turret,
In foul weather and in fair,
Day by day, in vaster numbers,
Flocked the poets of the air.

On the tree whose heavy branches
Overshadowed all the place,
On the pavement, on the tombstone,
On the poet's sulptured face.

On the cross-bars of each window,
On the lintel of each door,
They renewed the War of Wartburg,
Which the bard had fought before.

There they sang their merry carols,
Sang their lauds on every side;
And the name their voices uttered
Was the name of Vogelweid.

Till at length the portly abbot
Murmered, 'Why this waste of food?
Be it changed to loaves henceforward
For our fasting brotherhood.'

Then in vain o'er tower and turret,
From the walls and woodland nests,
When the minster bells rang noontide,
Gathered the unwelcome guests.

Then in vain, with cries discordant,
Clamorous round the Gothic spire
Screamed the feathered Minnesingers
For the children of the choir.

Time has long effaced the inscriptions
On the cloister's funeral stones,
And tradition only tells us
Where repose the poet's bones.

But around the vast cathedral,
By sweet echoes multiplied,
Still the birds repeat the legend,
And the name of Vogelweid.


Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1807-1882)
Aus: Songs and Sonnets
In: the Oxford Edition of the Poetical Works of Longfellow
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Afbeeldingen
1. Walther von der Vogelweide (ca. 1170-1230); uit het Manessische Handschrift.
2. De dichter Longfellow in 1868.

donderdag 17 januari 2008

Enige zeer verrassende poëzie-bijdragen van de Amerikaan Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (2)

Twee van de allerberoemdste gedichten van Johann Wolfgang von Goethe (1749-1832) zijn de beide met de titel Wandrers Nachtlied. Het eerste is geschreven op 12 februari 1776, het tweede stamt van (hoogstwaarschijnlijk 6 september) 1780.

WANDRERS NACHTLIED

Der du von dem Himmel bist
Alles Leid und Schmerzen stillest,
Den, der doppelt elend ist,
Doppelt mit Erquickung füllest,
Ach, ich bin des Treibens müde!
Was soll all der Schmerz und Lust?
Süßer Friede.
Komm, ach komm in meine Brust!

EIN GLEICHES

Über allen Gipfeln
Ist Ruh,
In allen Wipfeln
Spürest du
Kaum einen Hauch
Die Vögelein schweigen im Walde.
Warte nur, balde
Ruhest du auch.

Onder de uit veel Europese talen, vooral uit het Duits, in het Amerikaans overgebrachte, al dan niet heel direct, dan wel naar de geest vertaalde, gedichten bevindt zich ook een 'omzetting' door de ongelooflijk erudiete Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1807-1885).

WANDERER'S NIGHT-SONGS.

FROM GOETHE.

I.

THOU that from the heavens art,
Every pain and sorrow stillest,
And the doubly wretched heart
Doubly with refreshment fillest,
I am weary with contending!
Wy this rapture and unrest?
Peace descending
Come, ah, come into my breast!

II.

O'er all the hill-tops
Is quiet now,
In all the tree-tops
Hearest thou
Hardly a breath;
The birds are asleep in the trees;
Wait; soon like these
Thou too shall rest.

Uit: A Handful of Translations
In: The Oxford Edition of the Poetical Works by Longfellow

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Afbeeldingen
1. Goethe's handtekening. Hier in gouddruk op bruine lederen ondergrond.
2. Monogram van de naam H.W. Longfellow. Hier in gouddruk op zwarte lederen ondergrond.