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Contre mon gré l'atrait de tes beaus yeus Donte mon cœur, mais quand je te veus dire Quell'est ma mort, tu ne t'en fais que rire, Et de mon mal tu as le cœur joïeus. Puis qu'en t'aimant je ne puis avoir mieus, Soufre du moins que pour toi je soupire: Assés et trop ton bel oeil me martire, Sans te moquer de mon mal soucieus. Moquer mon mal, rire de ma douleur, Par un dedain redoubler mon malheur, Haïr qui t'aime, et vivre de ses pleintes, Rompre ta foi, manquer [de]1 ton devoir, Cela, cruelle, [et]2 n'est-ce pas avoir Tes mains de sang, et d'homicide teintes?
1 Boni: "à"
2 Boni: "hé"
Text Authorship:
- by Pierre de Ronsard (1524 - 1585), appears in Les Amours (1553), no. 2, first published 1553 [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by Guillaume Boni (c1530 - c1594), "Contre mon gré l'atrait de tes beaux yeux", published 1607 [ vocal quartet ], from Sonnets de Pierre de Ronsard mis en musique à 4 parties, II, no. 10, Paris, Pierre Ballard [sung text checked 1 time]
Settings in other languages, adaptations, or excerpts:
- Also set in French (Français), a translation ; composed by François Regnard.
- Also set in French (Français), [adaptation] ; composed by Louis Théodore Gouvy.
Other available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- ENG English (David Wyatt) , "Against my wish", copyright © 2012, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 14
Word count: 109
Against my wish, the attraction of your lovely eyes Tames my heart, but when I want to say to you That it is my death too, you do nothing but laugh And in my pain your heart rejoices. As in loving you I can have no better At least let me yearn for you Enough and more suffering your lovely eye brings me Without you laughing at the pain of my yearning. Mocking my pain, laughing at my sadness, Doubling my misfortune by your disdain, Hating him who loves you, and living for his groans Breaking your word, failing to do what you should -- All this, cruel one, [isn't]1 it like having Blood on your hands, stained by murder?
1 Boni: "oh isn't"
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Based on:
- a text in French (Français) by Pierre de Ronsard (1524 - 1585), appears in Les Amours (1553), no. 2, first published 1553
This text was added to the website: 2012-05-22
Line count: 14
Word count: 120