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Quant je sui mis [au]1 retour De veoir ma dame, Il n'est peine ne dolour Que j'aie, par m'ame. Diex! c'est drois que je l'aim, sans blame, de loial amour. Sa biauté, sa grant douçour D'amoureuse flame, Par souvenir, nuit et jour M'esprent et enflame. Diex! c'est drois que je l'aim, sans blame, de loial amour. Et quant sa haute valour Mon fin cuer entame, Servir la [vueil]2 sans folour Penser ne diffame. [Diex]3 ! C'est drois que je l'aim, sans blame, de loial amour.
P. Cardy sets stanzas 1:1-4, 2:1-4, 3
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View text without footnotes1 Cardy: "en"
2 Cardy: "weil"
3 Cardy: "Dieus"
Text Authorship:
- by Guillaume de Machaut (c1300 - 1377) [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 Patrick Cardy (1953 - 2005), "Quant je sui mis", first performed 1990, stanzas 1:1-4, 2:1-4, 3 [ voice and piano ] [sung text checked 1 time]
- by Guillaume de Machaut (c1300 - 1377), "Quant je sui mis au retour" [sung text checked 1 time]
Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- ENG English (Patrick Cardy) , "When I return", copyright © 1990, (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: 18
Word count: 88
When I return from seeing my lady, upon my soul, I haven't a care in the world. Dear God, how I love her, with a pure and faithful love. The memory of her gentle beauty makes me glow, night and day, with the flame of love. Dear God, how I love her, with a pure and faithful love. The very thought of her sweet perfection so melts my tender heart that my one wish is to serve her constantly and selflessly. Dear God, how I love her, with a pure and faithful love.
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- Translation from Old French (Ancien français) to English copyright © 1990 by Patrick Cardy, (re)printed on this website with kind permission. To reprint and distribute this author's work for concert programs, CD booklets, etc., you must ask the copyright-holder(s) directly for permission. If you receive no response, you must consider it a refusal.
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Based on:
- a text in Old French (Ancien français) by Guillaume de Machaut (c1300 - 1377)
This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 18
Word count: 94
