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Nikokaro
KleinesSinchen
"Absolutely not!"
That is a relief.
"Why should I be?"
Can explain another time… but I thought it was obvious.
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Taken from a Faust I translation:
(To be honest I'm pretty bad at understanding older English and would fail without the knowing the original of this part by heart)
That is a relief.
"Why should I be?"
Can explain another time… but I thought it was obvious.
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Taken from a Faust I translation:
(To be honest I'm pretty bad at understanding older English and would fail without the knowing the original of this part by heart)
KleinesSinchen
What dost before
Thy lover's door,
Katrin, before
The world with light is laden?
Let, let it be!
He lets in thee
As maid, but he
Will let thee out no maiden.
Maids, heed aright!
Is it done quite?
Ah, then good-night!
Poor things, he will not linger!
For your own sake,
No robber take,
When love he'd make,
Save with the ring on finger!
Thy lover's door,
Katrin, before
The world with light is laden?
Let, let it be!
He lets in thee
As maid, but he
Will let thee out no maiden.
Maids, heed aright!
Is it done quite?
Ah, then good-night!
Poor things, he will not linger!
For your own sake,
No robber take,
When love he'd make,
Save with the ring on finger!
Nikokaro
So a translation from german into archaic english: if this is yours, congratulations, you never cease to amaze me! But what is this, a gallant invitation?
Your indirect, poetic way of flirting ("in as maid... out no maiden")? I hardly understand today's english, let alone this: it's an invitation to misunderstand!
Your indirect, poetic way of flirting ("in as maid... out no maiden")? I hardly understand today's english, let alone this: it's an invitation to misunderstand!
KleinesSinchen
I cannot translate poetry(?) (something that rhymes) into English – let alone an older English I can barely understand.
It was taken from there:
https://web.archive.org/web/20130331154558/http://www.einam.com/faust/index.html
"Your indirect, poetic way of flirting"
Shame on you! Pfui!
It was taken from there:
https://web.archive.org/web/20130331154558/http://www.einam.com/faust/index.html
"Your indirect, poetic way of flirting"
Shame on you! Pfui!
KleinesSinchen
"
" for the dissolute interpretation that I was flirting (Something I can't)
Okay. I'll provide a little context: It is a song Mephistopheles (a devil) sings at night in a provocative manner, after Faust already impregnated Magarete ("Gretchen"). You could say the devil is making fun of her… for being socially finished having had sex before marriage. Back then everything was to women’s disadvantage.
" for the dissolute interpretation that I was flirting (Something I can't)Okay. I'll provide a little context: It is a song Mephistopheles (a devil) sings at night in a provocative manner, after Faust already impregnated Magarete ("Gretchen"). You could say the devil is making fun of her… for being socially finished having had sex before marriage. Back then everything was to women’s disadvantage.
KleinesSinchen
Gretchens angry brother Valentin steps out with a rapier and tries to attack Faust, but doesn't stand a chance because Faust has the devil on his side. Instead of just dying after being stabbed, Valentin blathers a long rant insulting his poor sister (who is about to cry).
Nikokaro
I see. All right. But why this text in particular? What did you want to tell me, that the condition of women has fortunately improved?
KleinesSinchen
I'm too tired now. Mirtazapine.
Good night.
Good night.
Nikokaro
About this behavior we have the saying, " throw the stone and then hide your hand." Good night. 
KleinesSinchen
" throw the stone and then hide your hand."
Mhmm. No, I won’t comment on this. I won't tell you… that Mirtazapine knocks me out like a mallet on the head at some point. I will not even mention… how I once banged into a 3DS with my nose (ouch!) while playing "a few more minutes in bed".
"Smoke detectors can save sleeping people!"
A marching band in my room wouldn't wake me up!
Mhmm. No, I won’t comment on this. I won't tell you… that Mirtazapine knocks me out like a mallet on the head at some point. I will not even mention… how I once banged into a 3DS with my nose (ouch!) while playing "a few more minutes in bed".
"Smoke detectors can save sleeping people!"
A marching band in my room wouldn't wake me up!
KleinesSinchen
The choice for this part was pretty random. Whenever some poetry is translated to another language this is fascinating for me. Felt the same when stumbling upon these Japanese songs translated to English.
It is just a feeling like… How did they do it?
Admittedly it fits our PM discussion. Maybe a subconscious choice. It is still unfair today, but just the other way round.
It is just a feeling like… How did they do it?
Admittedly it fits our PM discussion. Maybe a subconscious choice. It is still unfair today, but just the other way round.
KleinesSinchen
Lisbeth. Of our friend Babbie you've not heard?
Gretchen. I seldom go where people are- no, not a word.
Lisbeth. It's true, Sibylla told me so today!
So after all she's played the fool, I say.
That comes of all her airs!
Gretchen. How so?
Lisbeth. It stinks.
She's feeding two now when she eats and drinks.
Gretchen. Ah!
Gretchen. I seldom go where people are- no, not a word.
Lisbeth. It's true, Sibylla told me so today!
So after all she's played the fool, I say.
That comes of all her airs!
Gretchen. How so?
Lisbeth. It stinks.
She's feeding two now when she eats and drinks.
Gretchen. Ah!
KleinesSinchen
Lisbeth. So now it's served her right, in truth.
How long she's hung upon that youth!
[…]
Gretchen. The poor thing!
Lisbeth. What! You pity her? I don't!
[…]
Gretchen. He'll take her of course to be his wife.
Lisbeth. He'd be a fool! A lively lad
Has plenty elbow-room elsewhere.
Besides, he' gone.
Gretchen. That is not fair!
↓↓↓
With friends like Lieschen, Gretchen needs no enemies!
How long she's hung upon that youth!
[…]
Gretchen. The poor thing!
Lisbeth. What! You pity her? I don't!
[…]
Gretchen. He'll take her of course to be his wife.
Lisbeth. He'd be a fool! A lively lad
Has plenty elbow-room elsewhere.
Besides, he' gone.
Gretchen. That is not fair!
↓↓↓
With friends like Lieschen, Gretchen needs no enemies!
Nikokaro
By Lieschen you mean Lisbeth, don't you? The latter is just such a hag, a harpy, a witch or whatever you say over there; ready to spite, rancorous, mean, wicked. Such friends are better lost than found!
KleinesSinchen
Lisbeth is an anglicism by the translator, Lieschen the original.
-chen suffix is a diminutive and sometimes supposed to make things/people more "cute" (not that it works for me ugly scarecr… *ahem* I forgot, that I shouldn't do this anymore – sorry ). Her normal name would be Elisabeth (or Lisa – unlikely looking at the age of the text)
-chen suffix is a diminutive and sometimes supposed to make things/people more "cute" (not that it works for me ugly scarecr… *ahem* I forgot, that I shouldn't do this anymore – sorry
). Her normal name would be Elisabeth (or Lisa – unlikely looking at the age of the text)
KleinesSinchen
"a hag, a harpy, a witch"
Those religious rules resulting in fanaticism… Rules created by human leaders(?) in a lack of scientific knowledge.
Ironically it would probably have worked; but applying it only on women in practice surely undermined the positive effect.
Those religious rules resulting in fanaticism… Rules created by human leaders(?) in a lack of scientific knowledge.
Ironically it would probably have worked; but applying it only on women in practice surely undermined the positive effect.
Nikokaro
Of course these are just three metaphors used for convenience, all of which in my language indicate a mean and malicious person. 