L'Eraclito amoroso (Barbara Strozzi)

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  • (Posted 2020-04-19)  CPDL #58070:   
Editor: Rosemary Galton (submitted 2020-04-19).   Score information: A4, 3 pages, 120 kB   Copyright: Personal
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  • (Posted 2005-08-15)  CPDL #08794:  IMSLP.png
Editor: Jean-Christophe Frisch (submitted 2005-08-15).   Score information: Letter, 5 pages, 146 kB   Copyright: Personal
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General Information

Title: L'Eraclito amoroso
Composer: Barbara Strozzi

Number of voices: 1v   Voicing: Soprano solo

Genre: SecularMadrigal

Language: Italian
Instruments: Basso continuo

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Original text and translations

Italian.png Italian text

Udite amanti la cagione, oh Dio!
Ch'a lagrimar mi porta:
Nell’adorato e bello idolo mio,
Che si fido credei, la fede è morta.

Vaghezza ho sol di piangere,
Mi pasco sol di lagrime,
Il duolo è mia delizia
E son miei gioie i gemiti.

Ogni martire aggradami,
Ogni dolor dilettami,
I singulti mi sanano,
I sospir mi consolano.

Ma se la fede negami
Quell’ incostante e perfido,
Almen fede serbatemi
Sino alla morte, O lagrime!

Ogni tristezza assalgami,
Ogni cordoglio eternisi,
Tanto ogni male affligami
Che m’uccida e sotterrimi.

English.png English translation

Listen, you lovers, to the reason - oh God!
For my weeping:
In my adored and beautiful idol,
Who I believed to be faithful, faith is dead.

I find charm only in weeping,
I nourish myself by my tears,
Grief is my delight
And my moans are my joy.

Every anguish pleases me,
Every sadness is my delight,
My sobs heal me,
And my sighs console me.

But if he denies faith,
He who is fickle and treacherous,
At least faithfully serve me
Until death, oh my sorrow!

Every tear sooths me,
All my mourning lasts for ever,
So much does each ill afflict me
That it kills and buries me.