Gedichte

by Walther von der Vogelweide

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<title> Gedichte

<edition> 9

<author> Joseph Eichendorff (Freiherr von)

<publisher> E.J. Günther, 1875

Genres: Poetry, German Literature, Classics, Germany

304 pages, Paperback

First published January 1, 1827

About the author

Walther von der Vogelweide was a medieval German lyric poet.

Reviews

[Ton · Rating 3 out of 5]

This edition is a collection of Walther’s known poems. They’re collected by topic (courtly love, religious poems, and poems about his personal life or views, for instance), and given both in Middle-German (Mittelhochdeutsch) and contemporary German. I’m not a big fan of the courtly love aspect (maybe I simply don’t get it), but I loved his more personal poetry. Especially the feud with Reinmar, whom he at least respects in death, but not so much in life, and the repeated nagging for money because his feet are so cold.

Apparently Walther was something of a firebrand, with quite an opinion of himself. He jumps from rejoicing about forgiveness through the holy spirit to calling out another lordling for killing his horse (“Gerhard Atze shot my horse at Eisenach… listen to his remarkable tale: he was heavily offended; my wonderful horse bit off his finger, and damaged his honour” and “This man, his eyes rolling like a monkey’s, looks like a rooster, give him over to me!”) His life also seems to have been harsh at times, and he laments it with some frequency. His changing from patron to patron is also noteworthy, dedicating poems to several successive claimants to the throne of Germany. His most cheerful poem is where he celebrates his fief almost like a gleeful child (“A fief, a fief, I have been given a fief!”). He had to beg for it a long time, as this book makes clear. He has some long poems about the grace of God and the Trinity, but his personal views are abundantly clear with harsh words for both priests and popes.

[Paul · Rating 5 out of 5]

Loved comparing the original Middle High German text with the modern German translations. I agree with the general consensus among Germanists that Walther von der Vogelweide was "in every way one of the greatest poets in the German tongue."

[othryswhisper · Rating 5 out of 5]

dû bist mîn, ich bin dîn: des solt dû gewis sîn. du bist beslozzen in mînem herzen: verlorn ist das slüzzelîn: dû muost immer drinne sîn.

[Eingutesomen · Rating 3 out of 5]

Eine sehr gute Sammlung von Walthers Gedichten und Liedern. Ein Teil seiner Arbeiten ist "leider" nur im historischen Kontext interessant, liefert aber lustige Anekdoten, z.B. zu dem Vorfall mit dem Pferd. Der restliche Teil ist auch ohne Hintergrundinformationen gut verständlich und besonders seine Traum- und Liebesgedichte/Lieder mochte ich sehr. Ein bisschen schade ist nur, dass in der "Übersetzung" die Reime nicht enthalten sind, da kann ja aber Walther nix für:)