by
Pierre de Ronsard (1524 - 1585)
Las ! sans espoir je languis à grand...
Language: French (Français)
Las ! sans espoir je languis à grand tort,
Pour la rigueur d'une beauté si fière,
Qui sans ouïr mes pleurs ni ma prière
Rit de mon mal si violent et fort
De la beauté dont j'espérais support,
Pour mon service et longue foi première,
Je ne reçois que tourment et misère,
Et pour secours je n'attends que la mort.
Mais telle dame est si sage et si belle
Que si quelqu'un la veut nommer cruelle
En me voyant traité cruellement
Vienne au combat ici je le défie,
Il connaîtra qu'un si dur traitement
Pour ses vertus m'est une douce vie.
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Text Authorship:
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by Anthoine de Bertrand (1540? - 1581?), "Las ! sans espoir je languis", published 1578, first performed 1576 [ vocal quartet a cappella ], from Les Amours de Pierre de Ronsard à 4 parties, Livre 2, no. 23 [sung text checked 1 time]
- by Guillaume Boni (c1530 - c1594), "Las! sans espoir", published 1607 [ vocal quartet ], from Sonnets de Pierre de Ronsard mis en musique à 4 parties, II, no. 5, Paris, Pierre Ballard [sung text checked 1 time]
- by Philippe de Monte (1521 - 1603), "Las ! sans espoir je languis" [sung text checked 1 time]
Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- ENG English (David Wyatt) , "Alas, hopeless I pine in great wrong", copyright © 2012, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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Word count: 100
Alas, hopeless I pine in great wrong
Language: English after the French (Français)
Alas, hopeless I pine in great wrong
For the harshness of a beauty so loyal
Which not listening to my weeping nor my prayer
Laughs at my ills so violently, so hard --
Of the beauty from which I'd hoped for support
For my service, and for my first and long-lasting faithfulness.
But I receive nothing but torment and wretchedness
And I expect help only from death.
But that lady is so wise and beautiful
That if anyone tried to call her cruel,
Seeing me cruelly treated,
Let him come and fight, here I challenge him;
He should know that such harsh treatment
Over her virtues is for me a sweet life.
Text Authorship:
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