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Berg, Büchner and Wozeck
Berg, Büchner and Wozeck
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BtCHNER AND ALBAN BERG:- SOME THOUGHTS
ON WOZZECK
ERuc A. BLACKALL
And then returns, after Wozzeck's exit, to Biichner's text with Marie's
words: "Der Mann! So vergeistert! Er hat sein Kind nicht angesehn!"
Berg needs this tenderness to contrast with the slushy sentimentality
of the Captain and the cold brutality of the Doctor whom we meet in
the next scene. At the climax of this, Wozzeck's inarticulate "Die
Marie .. ." appears in Berg as "Ach Marie, Marie, ach..." with a
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432 THE GERMAN QUARTERLY
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SOME THOUGHTS ON WOZZECK 433
There Marie breaks off. Let us remember that this story, told by t
grandmother in another scene in Biichner's text, continues thus
Und weil es Niemand mehr hatt' auf der Welt, wollt's in den
Himmel geh'n. Und der Mond guckt' es so freundlich an, und wie's
endlich zum Mond kommt, ist's ein Stiick faul Holz. Da wollt's
zur Sonne geh'n, und die Sonn' guckt es so freundlich an, und
wie's endlich zur Sonne kommt, ist's ein verwelkt Sonnbliimlein.
Da wollt's zu den Sternen geh'n, und die Sterne gucken es so
freundlich an, und wie's endlich zu den Sternen kommt, da sind's
goldene Miicklein, die sind aufgespieBt auf Schlehendirner und
sterben. Da wollt' das Kind wieder zur Erde, aber wie's zur Erde
kam, da war die Erde ein umgestiirzt Hiifchen. Und so war das
Kind ganz allein und hat sich hingesetzt und hat geweint: Hab'
nicht Vater noch Mutter, hab' nicht Sonne, Mond und Sterne und
nicht die Erde. Und da sitzt es noch und ist ganz allein.2
This was too much for Berg. It breathed a nihilistic existentialism
which was not his philosophy. So he broke the story where he did. It
1 Berg's text.
2 Franzos' text.
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434 THE GERMAN QUARTERLY
Wozzeck has drowned in the pool. A very soft chord has been
sustained for the last eighteen measures of this scene, accompanying
the spoken dialogue of the Captain and the Doctor. They rush off. The
curtain falls. And then Berg plunges into a most impassioned orches-
tral interlude, adagio, establishing immediately the clear, strong ton-
ality of D Minor. Everything distorted and frenzied about the music
is suddenly gone; and up wells a great tonal lament in which all sorts
of themes recur - the Captain's jaunty tune, the huntsman's song of
Andres, the doctor's theme, the drum major's swaggering walk -
gathering in speed until the climax is reached with a harmonically
enriched restatement of the phrase to which Wozzeck sang the words
"Wir arme Leut" in the very first scene. Then loud, stabbing discords
seize harshly on this flowing rise of sound, gripping it, forcing it
tenaciously back into the measured adagio and the sad, mournful
phrase in D Minor with which this noble piece of music began. Berg
has taken us with him in his affectionate understanding. We have been
made to reflect on this poor, wretched creature, bullied and bludg-
eoned by life, an inarticulate, pathetic, miserable representative of the
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SOME THOUGHTS ON WOZZECK 435
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SOME THOUGHTS ON WOZZECK 437
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Cornell University
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