{"id":1568,"date":"2012-03-29T11:48:00","date_gmt":"2012-03-29T11:48:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/blog.purechocolate.org.uk\/?p=1568"},"modified":"2025-06-07T19:54:49","modified_gmt":"2025-06-07T19:54:49","slug":"transfigured-night-richard-dehmel","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blog.purechocolate.org.uk\/?p=1568","title":{"rendered":"Transfigured night: Richard Dehmel"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>Together they watched the moon &#8211;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p id=\"story_continues_1\"><strong>And in the days of confession what must the response be?<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>A German author, Dehmel, expressed it in this way:<\/p>\n\n\n\n<!--more-->\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-table\"><table><tbody><tr><td>Zwei Menschen gehn durch kahlen, kalten Hain;<br>der Mond l\u00e4uft mit, sie schaun hinein.<br>Der Mond l\u00e4uft \u00fcber hohe Eichen;<br>kein W\u00f6lkchen tr\u00fcbt das Himmelslicht,<br>in das die schwarzen Zacken reichen.<br>Die Stimme eines Weibes spricht:<br><br>\u201eIch trag ein Kind, und nit von Dir,<br>ich geh in S\u00fcnde neben Dir.<br>Ich hab mich schwer an mir vergangen.<br>Ich glaubte nicht mehr an ein Gl\u00fcck<br>und hatte doch ein schwer Verlangen<br>nach Lebensinhalt, nach Muttergl\u00fcck<br><br>und Pflicht; da hab ich mich erfrecht,<br>da lie\u00df ich schaudernd mein Geschlecht<br>von einem fremden Mann umfangen,<br>und hab mich noch daf\u00fcr gesegnet.<br>Nun hat das Leben sich ger\u00e4cht:<br>nun bin ich Dir, o Dir, begegnet.\u201f<br><br>Sie geht mit ungelenkem Schritt.<br>Sie schaut empor; der Mond l\u00e4uft mit.<br>Ihr dunkler Blick ertrinkt in Licht.<br>Die Stimme eines Mannes spricht:<br><br>\u201eDas Kind, das Du empfangen hast,<br>sei Deiner Seele keine Last,<br>o sieh, wie klar das Weltall schimmert!<br>Es ist ein Glanz um alles her;<br>Du treibst mit mir auf kaltem Meer,<br>doch eine eigne W\u00e4rme flimmert<br>von Dir in mich, von mir in Dich.<br><br>Die wird das fremde Kind verkl\u00e4ren,<br>Du wirst es mir, von mir geb\u00e4ren;<br>Du hast den Glanz in mich gebracht,<br>Du hast mich selbst zum Kind gemacht.\u201f<br>Er fa\u00dft sie um die starken H\u00fcften.<br>Ihr Atem k\u00fc\u00dft sich in den L\u00fcften.<br>Zwei Menschen gehn durch hohe, helle Nacht.<\/td><td id='tr' style='display:block;'>Two people walk through a dark, dank grove<br>together they gaze at the moon above.<br>High over the oaks stands the moon,<br>No cloud disturbs its heavenly light,<br>Unto which the black tree tops strain.<br>A woman&#8217;s voice sounds out at night:<br><br>I have a child and not by you,<br>I walk in sin but near to you.<br>With myself I have dealt badly<br>I thought too little in my yearning<br>And yet I had the strongest plea<br>for life&#8217;s fulfilment, mothers&#8217; longing<br><br>And her duty; so I to myself have evil done<br>and let my body be embraced and overcome,<br>as to a stranger I yielded entrance.<br>And for this impost myself I blessed.<br>Now has life risen with a vengeance<br>I now have you; our paths have crossed!<br><br>She walks with uneasy, painful gait<br>She looks up, the moon runs at a rate.<br>Her dark gaze is clothed in light.<br>A he-man&#8217;s voice sounds out at night:<br><br>The child that you now do carry<br>Shall to your soul no burden be.<br>Behold, how brightly shines the world above.<br>It is the best of all that&#8217;s here;<br>You strive with me on its cold sea<br>to shift a peculiar warmth of love<br>from you to me, from me to you.<br><br>Your strange child shall transfigured be.<br>You will give her to me, give birth for me;<br>You have the best in me revealed,<br>You have made me into a child.<br>He fastened himself about her strong hips.<br>Their breath in the air curled and kissed.<br>Two people walk through transfigured night.<\/td><td id='lit' style='display:none;'>Two people walk through a cold and barren grove;<br>\nThe moon goes with them, they do not look.<br>\nThe moon moves over high oaks,<br>\nNo tiny cloud dims the heavenly light,<br>\nInto which the black spikes reach.<br>\nThe voice of a woman utters:<br>\n<br>\nI bear a child, but not from You.<br>\nNear You, I go in sin.<br>\nI have offended dearly against myself,<br>\nI no longer believed in happiness<br>\nAnd yet I had a strong desire<br>\nFor a full life, for a mother&#8217;s happiness<br>\n<br>\nAnd duty; then I took the liberty,<br>\nAs I left my sex shuddering,<br>\nEmbraced by a strange man,<br>\nAnd yet I have blessed myself for it.<br>\nNow life has avenged itself,<br>\nNow I have met you, o you.<br>\n<br>\nShe walks with an awkward gait.<br>\nShe looks upwards, the moon goes with her.<br>\nHer dark look is drowned in light.<br>\nThe voice of a man speaks;<br>\n<br>\nThe child which you have received,<br>\nLet it be no burden to your soul,<br>\nO see how clearly the universe glimmers!<br>\nIts brilliance is everywhere,<br>\nYou ride with me upon the cold sea,<br>\nAnd yet personal warmth flickers.<br>\nFrom You in me, and from me in You,<br>\n<br>\nIt will transform the foreign child,<br>\nYou will bring it forth for me, to me;<br>\nYou have brought the splendour into me,<br>\nYou have made me, myself, a child.<br>\nHe grasps her round her strong haunches.<br>\nTheir breath kisses itself in the breezes.<br>\nTwo people walk through sublime, clear night.<br>\n<br>\nC J Hurren den 11ten Mai, 1971<\/td><\/tr><tr>\n<td colspan=3>For Hurren&#8217;s more literal translation click <span onclick='javascript:document.getElementById(\"tr\").style.display=\"none\";document.getElementById(\"lit\").style.display=\"block\";'><i>here<\/i><\/span> to revert to Coco&#8217;s <span onclick='javascript:document.getElementById(\"lit\").style.display=\"none\";document.getElementById(\"tr\").style.display=\"block\";'><i>here<\/i><\/span><\/td><\/tr><\/tbody><\/table><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-large\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"1024\" height=\"768\" src=\"https:\/\/blog.purechocolate.org.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/09\/IMG_3504_m-1024x768.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-1569\" srcset=\"https:\/\/blog.purechocolate.org.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/09\/IMG_3504_m-1024x768.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/blog.purechocolate.org.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/09\/IMG_3504_m-300x225.jpg 300w, https:\/\/blog.purechocolate.org.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/09\/IMG_3504_m-768x576.jpg 768w, https:\/\/blog.purechocolate.org.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/09\/IMG_3504_m.jpg 1536w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 1024px) 100vw, 1024px\" \/><figcaption class=\"wp-element-caption\">Moonlit Night<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p>Joseph was faced with a similar message:<\/p>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-table\"><table><tbody><tr><td>Now the birth of Jesus Christ was as follows: After his mother Mary was betrothed to Joseph, before they came together, she was found with child of the Holy Spirit.<br><br>Then Joseph her husband, being a just man, and not wanting to make her a public example, was minded to put her away secretly.<br><br>But while he thought about these things, behold, an angel of the Lord appeared to him in a dream, saying, &#8220;Joseph, son of David, do not be afraid to take to you Mary your wife, for that which is conceived in her is of the Holy Spirit. | And she will bring forth a son, and you shall call his name Jesus, for he will save his people from their sins.&#8221;<br><br>So all this was done that it might be fulfilled which was spoken by the Lord through the prophet, saying: | &#8220;Behold, the virgin shall be with child, and bear a son, and they shall call his name Immanuel,&#8221; which is translated, God with us.<br><br>Then Joseph, being aroused from sleep, did as the angel of the Lord commanded him and took to him his wife, | and did not know her till she had brought forth her firstborn son. And he called his name Jesus.<br><br><br><br><br><br>Matthew 1:18-25<br>NKJV<\/td><td>Die Geburt Christi war aber also getan. Als Maria, seine Mutter, dem Joseph vertraut war, fand sich&#8217;s ehe er sie heimholte, da\u00df sie schwanger war von dem heiligen Geist.<br><br>Joseph aber, ihr Mann, war fromm und wollte sie nicht in Schande bringen, gedachte aber, sie heimlich zu verlassen.<br><br>Indem er aber also gedachte, siehe, da erschien ihm ein Engel des HERRN im Traum und sprach: \u201eJoseph, du Sohn Davids, f\u00fcrchte dich nicht, Maria, dein Gemahl, zu dir zu nehmen; denn das in ihr geboren ist, das ist von dem heiligen Geist. | Und sie wird einen Sohn geb\u00e4ren, des Namen sollst du Jesus hei\u00dfen; denn er wird sein Volk selig machen von ihren S\u00fcnden.\u201f<br>Das ist aber alles geschehen, auf da\u00df erf\u00fcllt w\u00fcrde, was der HERR durch den Propheten gesagt hat, der da spricht: | \u201eSiehe, eine Jungfrau wird schwanger sein und einen Sohn geb\u00e4ren, und sie werden seinen Namen Immanuel hei\u00dfen\u201f, das ist verdolmetscht: Gott mit uns.<br><br>Da nun Joseph vom Schlaf erwachte, tat er, wie ihm des HERRN Engel befohlen hatte, und nahm sein Gemahl zu sich. | Und er erkannte sie nicht, bis sie ihren ersten Sohn gebar; und hie\u00df seinen Namen Jesus.<br><br><br><br><br><br><br>Matthaeus 1:18-25<br>Luther Bibel 1545<\/td><td>\u03c4\u03bf\u03c5 \u03b4\u03b5 \u03b9\u03b7\u03c3\u03bf\u03c5 \u03c7\u03c1\u03b9\u03c3\u03c4\u03bf\u03c5 \u03b7 \u03b3\u03b5\u03bd\u03bd\u03b7\u03c3\u03b9\u03c2 \u03bf\u03c5\u03c4\u03c9\u03c2 \u03b7\u03bd \u03bc\u03bd\u03b7\u03c3\u03c4\u03b5\u03c5\u03b8\u03b5\u03b9\u03c3\u03b7\u03c2 \u03b3\u03b1\u03c1 \u03c4\u03b7\u03c2 \u03bc\u03b7\u03c4\u03c1\u03bf\u03c2 \u03b1\u03c5\u03c4\u03bf\u03c5 \u03bc\u03b1\u03c1\u03b9\u03b1\u03c2 \u03c4\u03c9 \u03b9\u03c9\u03c3\u03b7\u03c6 \u03c0\u03c1\u03b9\u03bd \u03b7 \u03c3\u03c5\u03bd\u03b5\u03bb\u03b8\u03b5\u03b9\u03bd \u03b1\u03c5\u03c4\u03bf\u03c5\u03c2 \u03b5\u03c5\u03c1\u03b5\u03b8\u03b7 \u03b5\u03bd \u03b3\u03b1\u03c3\u03c4\u03c1\u03b9 \u03b5\u03c7\u03bf\u03c5\u03c3\u03b1 \u03b5\u03ba 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