The Count

The Count

Todt zum Graffen: HErr Graff gebt mir das Bottenbrodt, Es zeucht euch hin der bitter Todt: Lasst euch nicht rewen Weib und Kind, Ihr müsst tantzen mit diesem G'sind.	Death to The Count Mr. Count, give me the messenger's bread.(1) The bitter Death pulls you away. Don't mourn over wife and child., You must dance with these servants.

Der Graff: IN dieser Welt war ich bekannt, Darzu ein Edler Graff genannt: Nun bin ich von dem Todt gefellt, Und her an diesen Tantz gestellt.	The Count. In this world I was [well] known, and also called a noble Count. Now I'm felled by Death, and placed here in this dance.

English translation from Beck, 1852
Death to the Earl.	The Earl's reply.
Sir Earl, give me the runner's fee; Most bitter news Death brings to thee; For wife and child do not complain, You now must dance with vulgar men.	Throughout the world I was well famed And noble Earl was always named, Now Death has struck me down at once And borne me off to join his dance.
Translation from Hess, 1841
Death to the Count.	Answer of the Count.
Lord count give me the messengers fee, Bitter death draw's you away you see; Do not repine at your wife and cattle, You must dance now with this rabble.	In this world I was well renoun'd, And even cal'd a noble count; Now am I slain by death at once, And placed here in to his dance.

Various Artists

Merian (1621)

Chovin (1744)

Fragment (1805)

Feyerabend (1806)

Hess (1840)

Beck (1852)

Stuckert (1858)

Footnotes: (1)

messenger's bread. . .: a Botenbrot is a reward given to the messenger for bringing good(!) news. Maybe it's an allusion to Death acting as God's messenger.