Sonnets to Orpheus /
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| Author / Creator: | Rilke, Rainer Maria, 1875-1926. |
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| Uniform title: | Sonette an Orpheus. English |
| Edition: | 1st ed. |
| Imprint: | Boston : Shambhala, 2004. |
| Description: | xi, 228 p. ; 22 cm. |
| Language: | English German |
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| Format: | Print Book |
| URL for this record: | http://pi.lib.uchicago.edu/1001/cat/bib/5548493 |
Table of Contents:
- Introduction : Rilke and the ecstasy of creation
- On the translation of Sonnets to Orpheus
- Part 1
- I. A tree sprang into life
- II. And it was almost a girl
- III. A god can do it
- IV. O you delicate ones
- V. Raise no memorial stone
- VI. Does he live among us?
- VII. To praise is foremost!
- VIII. Only in the realm of praising
- IX. Only one who has raised the lyre
- X. I welcome you, ancient coffins
- XI. Look at the sky
- XIII. Cheer the spirit
- XIV. We are absorbed in blossom
- XV. Wait. It tastes good
- XVI. You, my friend, you are lonely
- XVII. Way down under the old
- XVIII. Master, do you hear?
- XIX. Although the world quickly changes form
- XX. What can I dedicate to you, lord?
- XXI. Spring has come again
- XXII. We drive on
- XXIII. Only on a day when flight
- XXIV. Shall we reject our ancient friendship?
- XXV. But you whom I knew like a flower
- XXVI. You, holy Orpheus, poet
- Part 2
- I. Breath, you invisible poem!
- II. Just as the master's genuine brushstroke
- III. Mirrors
- IV. O here you have the beast
- V. Flower muscle of the anemone
- VI. Rose on your throne
- VII. Flowers, sisters
- VIII. O you few playmates
- IX. Judges, don't brag
- X. All we have gained, the machine threatens
- XI. Many calmly ordered rules of death
- XII. Will transformation
- XIII. Be ahead of all leaving
- XIV. Observe these flowers
- XV. O fountain mouth
- XVI. Orpheus, whom we have torn apart
- XVII. Where, in what blissful watered gardens
- XVIII. Dancer, O you translation
- XIX. Gold lives somewhere
- XX. Between the stars
- XXI. My heart, sing about gardens
- XXII. O despite fate
- XXIIII. Summon me
- XXIV. O this joy always new
- XXV. Listen
- XSVI. How the cry of a bird
- XXVII. Does time destroyer
- XXVIII. O come and go
- XXIX. Silent friend of many distances.
