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Language: French (Français)

Ô blanche Tyndaris, les Dieux me sont amis :
  Ils aiment les Muses Latines;
Et l'aneth et le myrte et le thym des collines
  Croissent aux prés qu'ils m'ont soumis.

Viens ; mes ramiers chéris, aux voluptés plaintives,
  Ici se plaisent à gémir ;
Et sous l'épais feuillage il est doux de dormir
  Au [bord]1 des sources fugitives.

Translation(s): ENG ITA SPA

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1 Hahn: "bruit"

Submitted by Ted Perry


Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive)

Available translations, adaptations, and transliterations (if applicable):

  • ENG English (Emily Ezust) , title 1: "Tyndaris", copyright © 2016
  • ITA Italian (Italiano) (Ferdinando Albeggiani) , title 1: "Tyndaris", copyright © 2009, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • SPA Spanish (Español) (José Miguel Llata) , title 1: "Tyndaris", copyright © 2013, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

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Language: English after the French (Français)

Oh, white Tyndaris, the gods hold me dear:
  They love the Latin Muses;
And dill and myrtle and thyme from the hills
  Grow in the meadows they gave me.

Come; my cherished wood pigeons, luxuriating in sorrow,
  Moan happily here;
And beneath thick foliage it is sweet to sleep
  [Beside]1 fleeing water.

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1 in the Hahn version this is translated "To the sound of"


  • Translation from French (Français) to English copyright © 2016 by Emily Ezust

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Text added to the website: 2016-02-11.
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