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'''In dubbio di mio stato, hor piango hor canto,
In dubbio di mio stato, hor piango hor canto,
e temo e spero; et in sospiri e in rime
e temo e spero; et in sospiri e in rime
sfogo il mio incarco: Amor tutte sue lime
sfogo il mio incarco: Amor tutte sue lime
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renda a quest'occhi le lor luci prime?
renda a quest'occhi le lor luci prime?
(lasso, non so che di me stesso estime)
(lasso, non so che di me stesso estime)
o li condanni a sempiterno pianto?'''
o li condanni a sempiterno pianto?


et per prender il ciel, debito a lui,
(et per prender il ciel, debito a lui,
non curi che si sia di loro in terra,
non curi che si sia di loro in terra,
di ch'egli è il sole, et non veggiono altrui?
di ch'egli è il sole, et non veggiono altrui?
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In tal paura e 'n sí perpetua guerra
In tal paura e 'n sí perpetua guerra
vivo ch'i' non so piú quel che già fui,
vivo ch'i' non so piú quel che già fui,
qual chi per via dubbiosa teme et erra.
qual chi per via dubbiosa teme et erra.)
       ''Petrarca, Canzoniere 252''}}
       ''Petrarca, Canzoniere 252''}}
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'''Uncertain of my state, now I weep, now sing,
Uncertain of my state, now I weep, now sing,
and fear and hope: and in sighs and verses
and fear and hope: and in sighs and verses
pour out my cares: Love uses his weapons
pour out my cares: Love uses his weapons
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restore its first light to these eyes
restore its first light to these eyes
(alas, I do not know if I deserve it)
(alas, I do not know if I deserve it)
or condemn them to eternal weeping:'''
or condemn them to eternal weeping:


and in going to heaven, as is her due,
(and in going to heaven, as is her due,
has she no care for those on earth,
has she no care for those on earth,
to whom she is the sun, there is no other?
to whom she is the sun, there is no other?
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In such fear, in such perpetual war
In such fear, in such perpetual war
I live, and no longer know what I once was,
I live, and no longer know what I once was,
like he who fears and errs on a winding road.
like he who fears and errs on a winding road.)
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Title: In dubbio di mio stato (1st version)
Composer: Orlando di Lasso
Lyricist: Francesco Petrarca

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB

Genre: SecularMadrigal

Language: Italian
Instruments: A cappella

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Original text and translations

Italian.png Italian text

In dubbio di mio stato, hor piango hor canto,
e temo e spero; et in sospiri e in rime
sfogo il mio incarco: Amor tutte sue lime
usa sopra 'l mio cor, afflitto tanto.

Hor fia giamai che quel bel viso santo
renda a quest'occhi le lor luci prime?
(lasso, non so che di me stesso estime)
o li condanni a sempiterno pianto?

(et per prender il ciel, debito a lui,
non curi che si sia di loro in terra,
di ch'egli è il sole, et non veggiono altrui?

In tal paura e 'n sí perpetua guerra
vivo ch'i' non so piú quel che già fui,
qual chi per via dubbiosa teme et erra.)
      Petrarca, Canzoniere 252

English.png English translation

Uncertain of my state, now I weep, now sing,
and fear and hope: and in sighs and verses
pour out my cares: Love uses his weapons
against my heart, that’s so afflicted.

Now will that lovely sacred face ever
restore its first light to these eyes
(alas, I do not know if I deserve it)
or condemn them to eternal weeping:

(and in going to heaven, as is her due,
has she no care for those on earth,
to whom she is the sun, there is no other?

In such fear, in such perpetual war
I live, and no longer know what I once was,
like he who fears and errs on a winding road.)
 Translation A.S.Kline