Madonna'l tuo bel viso (Philippe Verdelot)

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General Information

Title: Madonna'l tuo bel viso
Composer: Philippe Verdelot

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: STTB
Genre: SecularMadrigal

Language: Italian
Instruments: A cappella

First published: 1533 in Il primo libro de madrigali, no. 13

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Original text and translations

Italian.png Italian text

Madonna'l tuo bel viso
Che nel gran mar d'amor m'è duc' e scorta,
Ora tien viva mia speranz', or morta,
E qual' or scorgh' in ess' un bel sereno,
Spiega la vel' al vento,
Senza temer di scogli o di procella.
Ma se la luce nel camin vien meno,
Ripiena di spavento,
Cala la vela alla sua navicella.
All' instabil tua stella
Scorre l'onde fallace a dritt'e a torto,
E tem' e sper' e mai non vede'l porto.

English.png English translation

My lady, your fair face,
which over the vast sea of love is my pilot and guide,
keeps my hope now alive, now dead.
And whenever I see in it a clear sky,
my hope spreads its sail to the wind
with no fear of rocks or storm.
But if light fails on my course,
filled with terror,
it lowers the sail on my small vessel.
Following your ever-changing star,
it crosses the uncertain sea following a straight, now crooked path,
and fears and hopes and never sights the port.