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Ma che vi fece, o stelle, La povera Dircea, che tante unite Sventure contro lei! Voi, che inspiraste I casti affetti alle nostr'alme; voi, Che al pudico Imeneo, foste presenti, Difendetelo, o Numi: io mi confondo. M'oppresse il colpo a segno, Che il cor mancommi, e si smarrì l'ingegno. Sperai vicino il lido, Credei calmato il vento, Ma trasportar mi sento Fra le tempeste ancor. E da uno scoglio infido Mentre salvar mi voglio, Urto in un altro scoglio Del primo assai peggior.
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- by Pietro Antonio Domenico Bonaventura Trapassi (1698 - 1782), as Pietro Metastasio [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]
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- by Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart (1756 - 1791), "Ma, che vi fece, o stelle", K. 368 (1781) [ soprano, orchestra ] [sung text checked 1 time]
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- FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , "Mais que vous fit-elle, ô étoiles", copyright © 2010, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ITA Italian (Italiano) (Garrett Medlock) , "But what did poor Dirce do to you, oh stars,", copyright © 2019, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
Researcher for this text: John Versmoren
Text added to the website: 2004-07-11 00:00:00
Last modified: 2014-06-16 10:02:08
Line count: 16
Word count: 83
But what did poor Dirce do to you, Oh stars, that you bring together so many Misfortunes against her! You, who inspired Chaste affection unto our souls; you Who were present [with] the modest Hymen, Defend him, oh Gods: I confound myself. The blow burdens me __ Such that my heart expired, and lost its intelligence. I hoped the shore [was] near, I believed the wind [had] calmed, But I feel myself carried Among the storms again. And while from a treacherous cliff I want to save myself, I [strike] another cliff, Much worse than the first.
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- Translation from Italian (Italiano) to Italian (Italiano) copyright © 2019 by Garrett Medlock, (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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- a text in Italian (Italiano) by Pietro Antonio Domenico Bonaventura Trapassi (1698 - 1782), as Pietro Metastasio
Text added to the website: 2019-10-03 00:00:00
Last modified: 2019-10-03 19:10:39
Line count: 16
Word count: 97