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- CPDL #15977:
NoteWorthy Composer
- Editor: Brian Russell (submitted 2008-02-14). Score information: A4, 12 pages, 91 kB Copyright: CPDL
- Edition notes:
Possible error(s) identified. Error summary: Minor text mistakes
- CPDL #09673: Finale 2000
- Editor: Sabine Cassola (submitted 2005-09-17). Score information: A4, 8 pages, 200 kB Copyright: Personal
- Edition notes: Copyright (c) 1999 SMC.
- Possible error(s) identified. Error summary: Minor text mistakes
General Information
Title: Cedan l'antiche tue chiare vittorie
Composer: Luca Marenzio
Number of voices: 6vv Voicing: SSAATB
Genre: Secular, Madrigal
Language: Italian
Instruments: a cappella
Published:
Description:
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Original text and translations
Italian text
Cedan l’antiche tue care vittorie
Regina ancor del mond’altiera Roma
E i grand’archi che ’l tempo anco non doma
S’inchinin con le lor alte memorie.
Cantin novi poemi e nov’historie
De' tuoi novi trofei la nobil soma
E cinga quella venerabil chioma
Nove ghirlande di perpetue glorie.
Mentre novella alma Vittoria intorno
Di numero infinito il carro cinto
Di cori e d’alme in bel trionfo mena.
Gl’occhi son l’armi e più d’una catena
Son le tue treccie, o fortunato giorno
Ch’io venni e vidi e restai preso e vinto.