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by Pierre de Ronsard (1524 - 1585)

Le tombeau de Ronsard, composé par lui‑même
 (Sung text for setting by J. Leguerney)
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Language: French (Français) 
Our translations:  ENG
Ronsard repose ici, qui, hardi des l'enfance, 
Détourna d'Helicon les muses en la France,
Suivant le son du luth et les traits d'Apollon. 
Mais peu valut sa muse encontre l'aiguillon 
De la mort, qui cruelle en ce tombeau l'enserre: 
Son âme soit à Dieu, son corps soit à la terre.

Composition:

    Set to music by Jacques Leguerney (1906 - 1997), "Le tombeau de Ronsard, composé par lui-même", 1928, published 1988, first performed 1929 [ voice and piano ], from Poèmes de la Pléiade, Vol. VIII, no. 3, Éditions Max Eschig

Text Authorship:

  • by Pierre de Ronsard (1524 - 1585)

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

  • ENG English (David Wyatt) , "Ronsard lies here, bold from childhood", copyright © 2012, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]

This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 6
Word count: 50

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