Ganymed

Wie im Morgenglanze
Du rings mich anglühst,
Frühling, Geliebter!
Mit tausendfacher Liebeswonne
Sich an mein [Herz]1 drängt
Deiner ewigen Wärme Heilig Gefühl,
Unendliche Schöne!

Daß ich dich fassen möcht'
In diesen Arm!

Ach, an deinem Busen
Lieg' [ich, schmachte]2,
Und deine Blumen, dein Gras
Drängen sich an mein Herz.
Du kühlst den brennenden
Durst meines Busens,
Lieblicher Morgenwind!
Ruft drein die Nachtigall
Liebend nach mir aus dem Nebeltal.

Ich komm', ich komme!
[Wohin? Ach, wohin?]3

[Hinauf! Hinauf strebt's.]4
Es schweben die Wolken
Abwärts, die Wolken
Neigen sich der sehnenden Liebe.
Mir! Mir!
In eurem Schosse
Aufwärts!
Umfangend umfangen!
Aufwärts an deinen Busen,
Alliebender Vater!

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¹ Schubert: "Herze"
² Schubert: "ich, und"
³ Schubert: "Ach wohin, wohin?"
⁴ Schubert: "Hinauf! strebt's hinauf"

Input by Richard Morris

Authorship

by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe (1749-1832) , "Ganymed"

Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive)

by Johann Karl Gottfried Loewe (1796-1869) , "Ganymed", op. 81 no. 5 (1836-7).
by Johann Friedrich Reichardt (1752-1814) , "Ganymed", published 1794.
by Franz Peter Schubert (1797-1828) , "Ganymed", op. 19 no. 3, D. 544 (1817), published 1825.
by Hugo Wolf (1860-1903) , "Ganymed", from Goethe-Lieder, no. 50.

ENG English (Emily Ezust)
ITA Italian (Vittorio Fellegara)
FRE French (Jonathan Krief)
SPA Spanish (unknown or anonymous translator)
DUT Dutch [singable] (Lau Kanen)
ITA Italian (Amelia Maria Imbarrato)

Text added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.

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Ganymede

How in the morning light
you glow around me,
beloved Spring!
With love's thousand-fold bliss,
to my heart presses
the eternal warmth
of sacred feelings
and endless beauty!

Would that I could clasp 
you in these arms!

Ah, at your breast
I lie and languish,
and your flowers and your grass
press themselves to my heart.
You cool the burning
thirst of my breast,
lovely morning wind!
The nightingale calls
lovingly to me from the misty vale.

I am coming, I am coming!
but whither? To where?

Upwards I strive, upwards!
The clouds float
downwards, the clouds
bow down to yearning love.
To me! To me!
In your lap
upwards!
Embracing, embraced!
Upwards to your bosom,
All-loving Father!

Authorship

Translation from German to English copyright © by Emily Ezust,

a text in German by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe (1749-1832) , "Ganymed" DUT ITA FRE SPA

Text added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.