Leave, alas, this tormenting (Thomas Morley)

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General Information

Title: Leave, alas, this tormenting
Composer: Thomas Morley

Number of voices: 5vv   Voicing: SATTB
Genre: SecularMadrigal

Language: English
Instruments: A cappella

First published: 1595 in First Book of Ballets, no. 19
Description: 

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Original text and translations

English original text

Leave, alas, this tormenting and strange anguish,
Or kill my hart oppressed,
Alas, it skill not!
For thus I will not,
Now contented
Then tormented,
Live in love and languish.

English.png English text

Leave, alas, this tormenting and strange anguish,
Or kill my heart oppressed,
Alas, it skill not!
For thus I will not,
Now contented
Then tormented,
Live in love and languish.

Italian.png Italian translation

Lascia, ahimè, questa tormentosa e insolita angoscia,
o uccidi il mio cuore oppresso,
ahimè, lui non è preparato!
Perché così non farò,
ora contento
poi tormentato,
di vivere nell'amore e languire.