Blake and Klopstock Nomos Gamma real deepswarm 09/30/24 (Mon) 02:55:57 No. 138
The first song of Song Cycle by Blake and Das Rosenband (Klopstock) are very identitical to each other. Their spirits are aligned with Haydn's compositions. >Im Frühlingsschatten fand ich sie;>da band ich sie mit Rosenbändern: >sie fühlt′ es nicht und schlummerte. > >Ich sah sie an; mein Leben hing >mit diesem Blick an ihrem Leben; >ich fühlt′ es wohl und wußt′ es nicht. > >Doch lispelt′ ich ihr sprachlos zu >und rauschte mit den Rosenbändern: >da wachte sie vom Schlummer auf. > >Sie sah mich an; ihr Leben hing >mit diesem Blick an meinem Leben, >und um uns ward′s Elysium. >How sweet I roam'd from field to field,> And tasted all the summer's pride, >'Till I the prince of love beheld, > Who in the sunny beams did glide! > >He shew'd me lilies for my hair, > And blushing roses for my brow; >He led me through his gardens fair, > Where all his golden pleasures grow. > >With sweet May dews my wings were wet, > And Phoebus fir'd my vocal rage; >He caught me in his silken net, > And shut me in his golden cage. > >He loves to sit and hear me sing, > Then, laughing, sports and plays with me; >Then stretches out my golden wing, > And mocks my loss of liberty. I'm always struck by the perfect way of how these two poems end themselves.