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Colle piume sul cimiero, tutto chiuso in armatura, vene un giorno il cavaliero alla dama del suo cor a nunziarle una sventura d'acerbissimo dolor: "Il vessillo della Croce vuò seguire in Palestina." "Ah crudele! ah crudele!" ma qui la voce della misera languì. Il guerrier baciò Clarina e qual folgore sparì [ah sì.] Dopo un lustro alla sua dama ei tornò di gloria carco, ma Clarina indarno ei chiama a dividere l'onor: d'una pietra il freddo in carco riposava sul suo cor, Ah crudele! ah crudele!
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive)
- by Gaetano Donizetti (1797 - 1848), "Il crociato" [voice and piano], from Nuits d'Été à Pausilippe, no. 2. [ sung text checked 1 time]
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- ENG English (John Glenn Paton) , "The crusader", copyright © 2016, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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With plumes on his helmet, in full armor, a gentleman came one day to the lady of his heart to announce to her an event of the bitterest pain: “The banner of the Cross– I want to follow it to Palestine.” “Ah cruel one, ah cruel one!” But here the voice of the unhappy lady faded. The warrior kissed Clarina and like lightning he disappeared [ah, yes]. After five years, to his lady he returned, covered with glory, but he calls on Clarina in vain to share his honor; the cold weight of a stone rested on her heart. Ah cruel one, ah cruel one!
- Translation from Italian (Italiano) to English copyright © 2016 by John Glenn Paton, (re)printed on this website with kind permission. To reprint and distribute this author's work for concert programs, CD booklets, etc., you may ask the copyright-holder(s) directly or ask us; we are authorized to grant permission on their behalf. Please provide the translator's name when contacting us.
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