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==Original text and translations==
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Mort m’a privé par sa cruell’envye
Mort m’a privé par sa cruell’envye
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Vertu me couvre armée de patience,
Vertu me couvre armée de patience,
Divin voloir passe humaine science.}}
Divin voloir passe humaine science.}}
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{{Translation|English|
Death has deprived me in its cruel spite
Of the physician who best cared for me,
And cast me into such a fev’rish plight
That in little time was I lost at sea.
Worthless now is my lofty ancestry,
Virtue enshrouds me, girdled in patience,
Divine will surpasseth human science.}}
{{Translator|Thomas Daughton}}
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  • (Posted 2010-11-26)  CPDL #22725:        (Finale 2008)
Editor: André Vierendeels (submitted 2010-11-26).   Score information: A4, 3 pages, 96 kB   Copyright: CPDL
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General Information

Title: Mort m'a privé
Composer: Thomas Crecquillon

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

Language: French
Instruments: A cappella

First published: 1545 in Sixiesme livre contenant trente et une chansons nouvelles a cinq et six parties, no. 23
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Original text and translations

French.png French text

Mort m’a privé par sa cruell’envye
d’ung medecin cognoissant ma nature,
Et m’a remis en si grand frenesye
qu’en peu de temps j’ay bien changé pasture.
Riens me my vault ma grand progeniture;
Vertu me couvre armée de patience,
Divin voloir passe humaine science.

English.png English translation

Death has deprived me in its cruel spite
Of the physician who best cared for me,
And cast me into such a fev’rish plight
That in little time was I lost at sea.
Worthless now is my lofty ancestry,
Virtue enshrouds me, girdled in patience,
Divine will surpasseth human science.

Translation by Thomas Daughton