Con la rete cogli el vento (Francesco d'Ana)

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• (Posted 2025-05-05)  CPDL #84795:        (Diplomatic score) (Practical score)

Editor: Andreas Stenberg (submitted 2025-05-05).   Score information: A4, 8 pages, 123 kB   Copyright: CPDL

Edition notes: A double edition, A diplomatic score in mensural notation and a practical score.

General Information

Title: Con la rete cogli el vento
Composer: Francesco d'Ana
Lyricist:
Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB
Genre: Secular, Madrigal

Language: Italian
Instruments: A cappella

First published: 1505 in Frottole libro 2 (Petrucci, Venice), no. 7
Description: 

Original text and translations

Italian text Con la rete cogli el vento   Qual che serve a suo suantagio   Per chio servo hormai non agio   Se non pene affanni e stento   Con la rete cogli el vento   Qual che serve a suo suantagio El pastor che ala campagna    Se pur va drieto alarmento    E sel serve el fe guadagna    Tanto chel vive contento    Et io sempre in pagamento    Mal per mal per mio vantagio         Per chio servo... S'el valente e bon soldato    Stenta in campo et ha martire    E glie poi remunerato    Del suo stento e bon servire    Et io stento e poi suffrire    Per ben far conviemmi oltragio         Per chio servo Se inde giuni e penitentia     Serve el frate a dio con fede     Esso poi con sua clementia     Li da a l'alma in ciel mercede     Et io de miseria herede     Tanto aprile auanto magio         Per chio servo Io son come el pelicano    che per altri el sangue spando    io me strugo e stento invando    e ben servo e non dimando    d'haver bene vo pur sperando     m'ha sto ben vien troppo adagio         Per chio servo

English translation Catch the wind in a net   Or whatever serves your pleasure,   For him who serves there is no ease   only pain and toil   Catch the wind in a net   Which serves your pleasure The shepherd who i the country    If he still heads onward    And if he serves he gains    So much that he lives content    And I always in payment    Bad for bad for my advantage         For him who serves ... If he brave and good soldier    labours in the field and is wounded    he will be rewarded    For his toil and good service    And I toil and then suffer    For nothing but outrage         For him who serves ... If undefiled and penitent     the friar serves God faitfully     God in his clemency     gives his soul grace in heaven     but I am heir only to misery     As much April as May         For him who serves... I am as the pelican    Who shed its blood for others    I serve and toil in vain    I serve well, and I ask for nothing    To have good I can only hope     My good comes to me too slowly         For him who serves ...