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  • (Posted 2015-01-02)  CPDL #34030:     
Editor: Allen Garvin (submitted 2015-01-02).   Score information: Letter, 5 pages, 96 kB   Copyright: CC BY NC
Edition notes: Parts and source available at IMSLP.

General Information

Title: Da le belle contrade d'oriente
Composer: Cipriano de Rore
Lyricist:

Number of voices: 5vv   Voicing: SATTB

Genre: SecularMadrigal

Language: Italian
Instruments: A cappella

Published: 1566, Il quinto libro de madrigali, 5vv

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Original text and translations

Italian.png Italian text

Da le belle contrade d'oriente
Chiare e lieta s'ergea Ciprigna, ed io
Fruiva in braccio al divin idol mio
Quel piacer che non cape humana mente,
Quando sentii dopo un sospir ardente:
Speranza del mio cor, dolce desio,
T'en vai, haime, sola mi lasci addio.
Che sarà qui di me scura e dolente?
Ahi crudo Amor, ben son dubiose e corte
Le tue dolcezze, poi ch'ancor ti godi
Che l'estremo piacer finisca in pianto.
Nè potendo dir più, cinseme forte,
Iterando gl'amplessi in tanti nodi,
Che giammai ne fer più l'Edra o l'Acanto.