Mignon

Kennst du das Land, wo die Zitronen blühn ...?

You know that land, her lemon groves in bloom?

Dark foliage ofthe orange, gold in gloom?

So soft a blowing air, so blue a sky

Over the myrtle hushed, the laurel high?

You know that land perhaps? Oh that's the way

I'd go with you, my dearest-off today!

You know that house, how tall the pillars stand?

The halls all glossy, and the chambers grand?

The marble shapes that eye me, where I go:

"What's the world done, poor child, to hurt you so?"

You know that house perhaps? Oh that's the way

I'd go with you, my guardian-off today!

You know that mountain and its cloudy track?

The drifting haze, the mule-clop echoing back?

-Old dragons and their brood in grottoes sprawl;

Each rock's a cliff; each brook, a waterfall.

You know the place perhaps? Oh that's the way

Our journey urges! Father, off today!