Damon e Filli (Orazio Vecchi)

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• CPDL #31866:  NoteWorthy Composer

Editor: Brian Russell (submitted 2014-05-07).   Score information: Letter, 2 pages, 52 kB   Copyright: CPDL

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• CPDL #19153:  (tablature with transcription)    MusiXTex

Editor: Christian Mondrup (submitted 2009-04-02).   Score information: Letter, 3 pages, 54 kB   Copyright: Personal

Edition notes: With lute tablature and keyboard transcription of the tablature. MusiXTex file is zipped.

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Editor: Rolf Maeder, http://corodiluna.com^{create page} (submitted 2004-05-25).   Score information: Letter, 1 page, 40 kB   Copyright: Personal

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• CPDL #05762:  PDF, MIDI and NoteWorthy Composer files available.

Editor: Marco Gallo (submitted 2003-10-19).   Score information: A4, 2 pages, 30 kB   Copyright: Personal

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Title: Damon e Filli
Composer: Orazio Vecchi

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SSAT
or SATB
Genre: Secular, Madrigal

Language: Italian
Instruments: A cappella

Published: 1590

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Original text and translations

Italian text Damon e Filli insieme Guerreggiavan fra lor con forze estreme Pari eran l’armi, il colpi e le ferite Et era amor presente a si gran lite. Eran guardi possenti le lor armi Ch’avean salde e pungenti ; Eran sospiri i colpi e i cari baci Erano le ferite accorte e audaci. Ma si cangiò la sorte: Cha dà colpo mortal sentendo morte Filli nel petto cede e s’abbandona Dicendo: Amico, io ti perdon, perdona Non fia mal che tu pera All’hor disse Damon, dolce guerriera; Questa che ti par morte è dolce vita Ch’a guerregiar spesso gl’amanti invita.

English translation Damon and Phyllis were locked in combat, holding nothing back. Their weapons were equal, as were the blows and wounds exchanged, and the god of love was there to witness such a great struggle. Potent glances were their weapons, sturdy and piercing, sighs were their blows, and tender kisses were the wounds they boldly inflicted. But fate changed, which deals mortal blows; Phyllis, feeling death in her breast, yielded and gave herself up, Saying, 'Friend, I forgive you; pray forgive me. May you never perish.' Then Damon replied: 'Sweet warrior, what you take to be death is really sweet life, which often moves lovers to engage in combat.' ~ Translation by Mick Swithinbank