A correspondence corner for not-so-famous lost words

A correspondence corner for not-so-famous lost words

Ernest Bergel writes: “In the mid nineteenth century, Paul Heyse published German translations of Italian and Spanish folksongs that were later set to music by Hugo Wolf. Can anyone furnish me with the original Italian and Spanish texts of the following songs? First, ‘Verschling der Abgrund meines Liebsten Hütte’ (Let the abyss engulf my lover’s house), number 45 in Wolf’s Italienisches Liederbuch. Second, ‘Treibe nur mit Lieben Spott, Geliebte mein’ (Just keep on mocking love, my sweet), number 4 in Wolf’s ‘Weltliche Lieder’ in the Spanisches Liederbuch. (The Spanish begins, Burla bien con desamor.) And third, ‘Weint nicht ihr Äugelein!’ (Weep not dear eyes!), number 29 in the same collection. (The Spanish begins, No lloreis ojuolos, and is allegedly by Lope de Vega.)”

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