Datemi pace (Cipriano de Rore)

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General Information

Title: Datemi pace
Composer: Cipriano de Rore
Lyricist: Francesco Petrarca

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

Language: Italian
Instruments: A cappella

First published: 1557 in Il secondo libro de madrigali a quatro voci, no. 7

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Original text and translations

Italian.png Italian text

Datemi pace, o duri miei pensieri:
Non basta ben ch’Amor fortuna e morte
Mi fanno guerra intorno e’n su le porte
Senza trovarmi dentro altri guerrieri?

E tu, mio cor, anchor se’ pur qual eri?
Disleal a me sol che fiere scorte
Vai ricettando e sei fatto consorte
De’ miei nemici si pronti e leggieri?

In te i secreti suoi messaggi Amore
In te spiega fortuna ogni sua pompa
E morte la memoria di quel colpo

Che l’avanzo di me convien che rompa
In te i vaghi pensier s’arman d’errore:
Perche d’ogni mio mal te solo

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English.png English translation

O harsh thoughts of mine, grant me peace:
is it not enough that Love, Fate and Death
make war on me around, and at the gates,
without me finding other battles within?

And you, my heart, are you still what you were,
disloyal only to me, receiving wild company,
and forging alliances, so quickly
and so readily with my enemies?

In you Love hides his secret messages,
in you Fate reveals all his triumph,
and Death the memory of that blow

that must shatter all my advances:
in you wrong thought arms itself with error:
so I charge you alone with all my ills.

Translation by Anthony S. Kline ©