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Je ne saurois aimer autre que vous, Non, Dame, non, je ne saurois le faire: Autre que vous ne me sauroit complaire, Et fust Venus descendue entre nous. Vos yeus me sont si gracieus et dous, Que d'un seul clin ils me peuvent defaire, D'un autre clin tout soudain me refaire, Me faisans vivre ou mourir en deux coups. Quand je serois cinq cens mille ans en vie, Autre que vous, ma mignonne ma vie, Ne me feroit amoureus devenir. Il me faudroit refaire d'autres venes, Les miennes sont de vostre amour si plenes, Qu'un autre amour n'y sauroit plus tenir.
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- Set to music by Anthoine de Bertrand (1540? - 1581?), "Je ne saurais aimer autre que vous", published 1578, first performed 1576 [ vocal quartet a cappella ], from Les Amours de Pierre de Ronsard à 4 parties, Livre 2, no. 13
Text Authorship:
- by Pierre de Ronsard (1524 - 1585), no title, appears in Continuation des Amours, no. 28, first published 1555
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- ENG English (Faith J. Cormier) , "I wouldn't know how to love any but you", copyright © 2000, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ENG English (John Glenn Paton) , copyright © 2011, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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Line count: 14
Word count: 103
I could not love anyone but you, no, lady, no, I could not do it; no other than you could please me, even if Venus herself came down among us. Your eyes are so gracious and sweet to me that they can undo me with a single wink, and suddenly make me who again with another wink, making me live or die in two strokes. If I lived five hundred thousand years, no other than you, my darling, my life, could make me become a lover. I would have to remake myself with other veins; my own are so full of love for you that they could not hold another love.
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- a text in French (Français) by Pierre de Ronsard (1524 - 1585), no title, appears in Continuation des Amours, no. 28, first published 1555
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