by
Pierre de Ronsard (1524 - 1585)
Je meurs, Paschal, quand je la vois si...
Language: French (Français)
Our translations: ENG ENG
Je [meurs, Paschal]1, quand je la vois si belle
Le front si beau, et la bouche et les yeux,
Yeux le [logis]2 d'amour victorieux
Qui m'a blessé d'une flèche nouvelle.
Je n'ai ni sang, ni veine, ni moelle,
Qui ne se change : et me semble qu'aux cieux
Je suis ravi, assis entre les dieux,
Quand le bonheur me conduit auprès d'elle.
Ah ! que ne suis-je en ce monde un grand roi !
Elle serait [ma reine]3 auprès de moi :
Mais n'étant rien, il faut que je m'absente
De sa beauté, dont je n'ose approcher
Que d'un regard transformer je ne sente
Mes yeux en fleuve et mon cœur en rocher.
Available sung texts: (what is this?)
• A. Bertrand About the headline (FAQ)
View original text (without footnotes)
1 Bertrand: "meurs helas"
2 Bertrand: "sejour"
3 Bertrand: "toujours"
Text Authorship:
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by Anthoine de Bertrand (1540? - 1581?), "Je meurs helas, quand je la vois", first performed 1576 [ vocal quartet a cappella ], from 25 Chansons à 4 parties, Livre 3, no. 9 [sung text checked 1 time]
- by Anthoine de Bertrand (1540? - 1581?), "Je meurs, helas, quand je la voy si belle ", published 1578 [ vocal quartet a cappella ], from Les Amours de Pierre de Ronsard à 4 parties, Livre 2, no. 21 [sung text not yet checked]
- by Louis Théodore Gouvy (1819 - 1898), "Je meurs, hélas", op. 42 (Six Poésies de Ronsard) no. 1, published 1876 [ voice and piano ], from 40 Poèmes de Ronsard, no. 10, Paris, Éd Simon Richault [sung text not yet checked]
Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- ENG English (David Wyatt) , "I die, Paschal, when I see her looking so lovely", copyright © 2012, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ENG English (David Wyatt) , copyright © 2019, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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This text was added to the website: 2010-10-28
Line count: 14
Word count: 113
I die, Paschal, when I see her looking so lovely
Language: English after the French (Français)
I [die, Paschal]1, when I see her looking so lovely
Her brow so fine, her lips and eyes,
Her eyes the home of conquering love
Who has wounded me with his latest arrow.
I have neither blood nor vein nor marrow
Which is not changed, and it seems that to heaven
I've been swept up, sat between the gods,
When good fortune brings me near to her.
O that I could be a great king in this world!
She should be [my queen]2 beside me --
But being nothing I have to take myself away
From her beauty which I dare not approach
Save when, with a transforming glance, I feel
My eyes streaming with tears, my heart a stone.
View original text (without footnotes)
1 Bertrand: "die, alas"
2 Bertrand: "always"
Text Authorship:
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This text was added to the website: 2012-06-06
Line count: 14
Word count: 122
