Because, for some reason, I have Goethe on the brain tonight. And because it's one of my favorite poems.

Erlkönig

Wer reitet so spät durch Nacht und Wind?
Es ist der Vater mit seinem Kind;
er hat den Knaben wohl in dem Arm,
er fasst ihn sicher, er hält ihn warm.
Mein Sohn, was birgst du so bang dein Gesicht? -
Siehst Vater, du den Erlkönig nicht?
Den Erlkönig mit Kron' und Schweif? -
Mein Sohn, es ist ein Nebelstreif.

"Du liebes Kind, komm, geh mit mir!
Gar schöne Spiele spiel' ich mit dir;
manch bunte Blumen sind an dem Strand,
meine Mutter hat manch gülden Gewand."

Mein Vater, mein Vater, und hörest du nicht,
was Erlenkönig mir leise verspricht? -
Sei ruhig, bleibe ruhig, mein Kind:
In dürren Blättern säuselt der Wind.

"Willst, feiner Knabe, du mit mir gehn?
Meine Töchter sollen dich warten schön;
meine Töchter führen den nächtlichen Reihn,
und wiegen und tanzen und singen dich ein."

Mein Vater, mein Vater und siehst du nicht dort
Erlkönigs Töchter am düstern Ort? -
Mein Sohn, mein Sohn, ich seh' es genau:
Es scheinen die alten Weiden so grau.

"Ich liebe dich, mich reizt deine schöne Gestalt;
und bist du nicht willig, so brauch ich Gewalt."
Mein Vater, mein Vater, jetzt fasst er mich an!
Erlkönig hat mir ein Leids getan! -

Dem Vater grauset's, er reitet geschwind,
er hält in den Armen das ächzende Kind,
erreicht den Hof mit Mühe und Not;
in seinen Armen das Kind war tot.

From: [identity profile] j-flattermann.livejournal.com


Gosh, this reminds me very much of school.
As kids we used to make fun of this poem (like of so many others) by changing the last verse to

"Er erreicht den Hof mit Müh' und Not
Der Knabe lebt, der Gaul ist tot."

Fond memories.
*chuckles*
nerakrose: drawing of balfour from havemercy (i think i just lost a brain cell)

From: [personal profile] nerakrose


ohh, that is a lovely poem. :D it reminds me of so many others we had in school, depicting a certain genre and era. some of my favourite sort of poems and literature tbh. i'm not surprised goethe wrote that sort of stuff. (we had to read Faust in german class. THAT WAS SO HARD. note: i'm not a native speaker of german.)

From: [identity profile] savageseraph.livejournal.com


I'm not either. I didn't know a word of it until I lived in Germany for almost 5 years. The first time a neighbor read it to me in Germany, it gave me chills. ^_^
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ohh are you fluent now, then? :D i only studied german in school because it was mandatory and i stuck with it for 8 years but i'm nowhere near fluent. i can read it without problems, though :D
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I once discussed that poem with a friend - who had to learn it for school. Schools seem to love "Der Erlkönig". *g*

I rather preferred Rilke's "Der Panther", though. I still can speak it by heart. :)

From: [identity profile] savageseraph.livejournal.com


My neighbor in Germany had to learn it for school too. She could still deliver it wonderfully even many, many years later.

I looked up the Rilke poem, and I like that one as well. Thanks for the suggestion.
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It is great, both horror and fairytale. And like nerak_rose mentions, it is tempting to spin one's own ending and free the son from the Elfking's spell.

From: [identity profile] savageseraph.livejournal.com


Yes, and I love dark re-imaginings of fairytales very, very much. ^_^
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