Sic mea fata canendo solor, ut nece proxima facit olor. roseus effugit ore color, blandus inest meo cordi dolor. cura crescente, labore vigente, vigore labente, miser morior, hei morior, hei morior, hei morior ! dum quod amem cogor, sed non amor. Si me dignetur quam desidero, felicitate Jovem supero. nocte cum illa si dormiero si sua labra semel suxero, mortem subire, placenter obire, vitamque finire libens potero, hei potero, hei potero, hei potero. tanta si gaudia recepero. Ubera cum animadverterem optavi manus, ut involverem, simplicibus mammis ut alluderem sic cogitando sensi Venerem, sedit in ore rosa cum pudore, pulsatus amore quod os lamberem, hei lamberem, hei lamberem, hei lamberem, luxuriando per characterem.
Text Authorship:
- by Anonymous / Unidentified Author, "Sic mea fata canendo solor" [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):
- [ None yet in the database ]
Settings in other languages, adaptations, or excerpts:
- Also set in English, a translation by Helen Jane Waddell (1889 - 1965) , "MS. of Benedictbeuern", appears in Medieval Latin Lyrics, first published 1929 ; composed by Muriel Emily Herbert, Michael Howard.
Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]
This text was added to the website: 2010-03-24
Line count: 30
Word count: 111
So by my singing am I comforted Even as the swan that singing makes death sweet, For from my face is gone the wholesome red. And soft grief in my heart is sunken deep. For sorrow still increasing, And travail unreleasing, And strength from me fast flying, And I for sorrow dying, Dying, dying, dying, Since she I love cares nothing for my sighing. If she whom I desire would stoop to love me, I should look down on Jove ; If for one night my lady would lie by me, And I kiss the mouth I love, Then come Death unrelenting, With quiet breath consenting, I go forth unrepenting, Content, content, content, That such delight were ever to me lent. Innocent breasts, when I have looked upon them, Would that my hands were there, How have I craved, and dreaming thus upon them, Love wakened from despair. Beauty on her lips flaming, Rose red with her shaming, And I with passion burning And with my whole heart yearning For her mouth, her mouth, her mouth, That on her beauty I might slake my drouth.
M. Herbert sets stanzas 1, 2
M. Howard sets stanzas 1, 3
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View text with all available footnotesText Authorship:
- by Helen Jane Waddell (1889 - 1965), "MS. of Benedictbeuern", appears in Medieval Latin Lyrics, first published 1929 [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
Based on:
- a text in Latin by Anonymous/Unidentified Artist , "Sic mea fata canendo solor"
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by Muriel Emily Herbert (1897 - 1984), "MS. of Benedictbeuern (Carmina Burana)", 1934, stanzas 1,2 [ voice and piano ], confirmed with a CD booklet [sung text checked 1 time]
- by Michael (Stockwin) Howard (1922 - 2002), "So by my singing am I comforted", 1951, rev. 1973, stanzas 1,3 [ voice and piano ], from The Painted Rose, no. 2 [sung text checked 1 time]
Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]
This text was added to the website: 2010-03-24
Line count: 30
Word count: 184