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==General Information==
==General Information==

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  • (Posted 2018-11-14)  CPDL #51973:   
Editor: Allen Garvin (submitted 2018-11-14).   Score information: Letter, 10 pages, 143 kB   Copyright: CC BY NC
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Title: Danzava con maniere sopre humane
Composer: Luca Marenzio
Lyricist:

Number of voices: 6vv   Voicing: SSATTB

Genre: SecularMadrigal

Language: Italian
Instruments: A cappella

First published: 1585 in Il terzo libro de madrigali a sei voci, no. 2

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Original text and translations

Italian.png Italian text

Danzava con maniere sopre humane
D'amorose donzelle allegro coro,
E si stavano l'aure immote e piane,
Intente forse al bel grato lavoro.
Et ascondea ne l'alt' onde oceane
Il gran celest Avriga i bei crin d'oro,
Quando di sdegno e di pietade accesa
Ver me l'alma mia Dea disse son presa.

Son presa disse e a me rivolse in giro
Vergognosetta le ridenti stelle,
Da quai per quanto d'ogn'intorno miro,
Non veggio le più honeste e le più belle.
L'alma mia all'hor accolt' in un sospiro,
Sentendo raddoppiar strali e facelle,
S'io son, mi disse, in simil lacc' involta,
Tu ne sospirarai più d'una volta.