Clorinda false (Thomas Morley)

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  • (Posted 2011-12-15)  CPDL #25157:         
Editor: James Gibb (submitted 2011-12-15).   Score information: A4, 4 pages, 45 kB   Copyright: CPDL
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General Information

Title: Clorinda false
Composer: Thomas Morley

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB
Genre: SecularMadrigal

Language: English
Instruments: A cappella

First published: 1594 in Madrigals to Four Voices, no. 2

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Original text and translations

English.png English text

“Clorinda false, adieu thy love torments me;
Let Thyrsis have thy heart, since he contents thee.
O grief and bitter anguish,
for thee I languish.
fain I alas would hide it.
O but who can abide it?
I can, I cannot I abide it.
Adieu, adieu, adieu then,
farewell leave me, death now desiring,
thou hast, lo, thy requiring.”

Thus spake Philistus, on his hook relying,
and sweetly, sweetly, sweetly fell adying.

French.png French translation

"Traîtresse Clorinda, adieu ton amour me tourmente;
Que Thyrsis ait ton cœur, puisqu’il te comble.
O chagrin et angoisse amère,
Après toi je languis.
Volontiers hélas je le cacherais.
O mais qui peut supporter cela ?
Je le peux, je ne le puis, je le supporte.
Adieu, adieu, adieu alors,
Pars, laisse-moi, désirant maintenant la mort,
Tu as, oui, tes exigences."
Ainsi parla Philistus, appuyé sur son crochet (1)
et doucement, doucement, doucement tomba, mourant.

(1) Ici, autre transcription possible, certaines éditions portent "crook", le bâton recourbé du berger (houlette), encore que "crochet" soit aussi un nom d’outil du berger en français.