Teokset

by Friedrich Hölderlin, Johan L. Pii (Translator)

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Genres: Poetry, German Literature, Classics, Reference, Romanticism

535 pages, Hardcover

First published January 1, 1846

About the author

Johann Christian Friedrich Hölderlin was a major German lyric poet, commonly associated with the artistic movement known as Romanticism. Hölderlin was also an important thinker in the development of German Idealism, particularly his early association with and philosophical influence on his seminary roommates and fellow Swabians Georg Wilhelm Friedrich Hegel and Friedrich Wilhelm Joseph Schelling.

Reviews

[Nathan "N.R." Gaddis]

Hälfte des Lebens

Mit gelben Birnen Hänget
Und voll mit wilden Rosen
Das Land in den See,
Ihr holden Schwäne,
Und trunken von Küssen
Tunkt ihr das Haupt
Ins heilignüchterne Wasser.

Weh mir, wo nehm ich, wenn
Es Winter ist, die Blumen, und wo
Den Sonnenschein
Und Schatten der Erde?
Die Mauern stehn
Sprachlos und kalt, im Winde
Klirren die Fahnen.

[ernst · Rating 4 out of 5]

Gute Übersicht über day Werk. Von den frühen bis zu den späteren Gedichten aus dem Trum, vom Hyperion bis zum Tod des Empedokles. Theoretische Versuche sind auch drin. Nur keine Briefe.

[Mika · Rating 5 out of 5]

Den Gottverächter schalten sie dich? mit Fluch
Beschwerten sie dein Herz dir und banden dich
Und übergaben dich den Flammen,
Heiliger Mann! o warum nicht kamst du

Vom Himmel her in Flammen zurück, das Haupt
Der Lästerer zu treffen und riefst dem Sturm;
Daß er die Asche der Barbaren
Fort aus der Erd', aus der Heimat werfe!

Doch die du lebend liebtest, die dich empfing,
Den Sterbenden, die heil'ge Natur vergißt
Der Menschen Tun und deine Feinde
Kehrten, wie du, in den alten Frieden.