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Così di ben amar porto tormento E del peccato altrui chieggio perdono; Anzi del mio: che dovea torcer gli occhi Dal troppo lume, e di sirene al suono Chiuder gli orecchi: ed ancor non men pento Che di dolce veleno il cor trabocchi. Aspetto io pur che scocchi L'ultimo colpo chi mi diede 'l primo: E fia; s' io dritto estimo, Un modo di pietate occider tosto, Non essendio disposto A far altro di me, che quel, che soglia: Che ben mor, chi morendo esce di doglia.
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Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by Angelo Notari (1566 - 1663), "Così di ben amar porto tormento", published 1613 [2 sopranos, theorbo, instrumental ensemble], from Prime musiche nuove à una, due, et tre Voci, per Cantare con la Tiorba, et altri Strumenti, no. 17, London [text verified 1 time]
Available translations, adaptations, and transliterations (if applicable):
- GER German (Deutsch) (Bertram Kottmann) , title 1: "Nachdem ich wohl geliebt, trag’ ich nun Leiden", copyright © 2016, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
Researcher for this text: Bertram Kottmann
This text was added to the website: 2016-07-06
Line count: 13
Word count: 87
Nachdem ich wohl geliebt, trag’ ich nun Leiden, und bitte um Vergebung Anderer Sünden; eher meiner: denn ich hätte die Augen wenden müssen von zu viel Licht, und vor der Sirenen Sang die Ohren schließen; dennoch bereue ich nicht, dass mein Herz überfließt von süßem Gift. Ich warte einzig darauf, dass mich trifft der letzte Schlag von dem, der mir den ersten gab: So sei es; wenn ich es richtig einschätze, wäre es eine Gnade, mich sogleich zu töten, denn die Liebe ist nicht bereit, mit mir anders zu verfahren, als sie es zu tun pflegt: denn gut stirbt der, der sterbend aus dem Leiden tritt.
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- Translation from Italian (Italiano) to German (Deutsch) copyright © 2016 by Bertram Kottmann, (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 Italian (Italiano) by Francesco Petrarca (1304 - 1374)
This text was added to the website: 2016-07-06
Line count: 13
Word count: 106