The Knight of Toggenburg (Arnold-Forster translation) Friedrich Schiller
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"A true sister's love, Sir Knight —
That thou mayst attain;
But no other love invite,
For 'twould cause me pain.
I would see thee calm draw near,
Calm depart as well.
In thine eye I mark a tear: —
Why, I can not tell."
And he hears in dumb distress,
But can scarcely heed;
And with one intense caress
Leaps upon his steed.
At his rigorous behest
All his Switzers come,
Bound (the cross on every breast)
To the holy tomb.
There are feats of derring-do
Wrought by heroes' arms;
And their plumes go crashing through
Unbelieving swarms.
And the Toggenburger's name
Scares the pagan host,
Yet no peace his heart can claim,
No relief can boast.
That thou mayst attain;
But no other love invite,
For 'twould cause me pain.
I would see thee calm draw near,
Calm depart as well.
In thine eye I mark a tear: —
Why, I can not tell."
And he hears in dumb distress,
But can scarcely heed;
And with one intense caress
Leaps upon his steed.
At his rigorous behest
All his Switzers come,
Bound (the cross on every breast)
To the holy tomb.
There are feats of derring-do
Wrought by heroes' arms;
And their plumes go crashing through
Unbelieving swarms.
And the Toggenburger's name
Scares the pagan host,
Yet no peace his heart can claim,
No relief can boast.
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