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==Original text and translations==
==Original text and translations==
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{{Text|Italian}}
{{Text|Italian}}
<poem>
<poem>
Io amai sempre e amo forte anchora
Io amai sempre, et amo forte anchora,
Et son per amar più di giorno in giorno
et son per amar piú di giorno in giorno
Quel dolce loco ove piangendo torno
quel dolce loco, ove piangendo torno
Spesse fiate quando amor m’accora
spesse fïate, quando Amor m'accora.
Et son fermo d’amar’il tempo et l’hora
 
Ch’ogni vil cura mi levar d’intorno
Et son fermo d'amare il tempo et l'ora
Et più colei, lo cui bel viso adorno
ch'ogni vil cura mi levâr d'intorno;
Di ben far co’ suoi e sempli m’innamora.
et più colei, lo cui bel viso adorno
di ben far co' suoi exempli m'innamora.


Ma chi pensò veder mai tutti insieme
Ma chi pensò veder mai tutti insieme
per assalirmi il core, or quindi or quinci,
per assalirmi il core, or quindi or quinci,
questi dolci nemici, ch'i' tant'amo?
questi dolci nemici, ch'i' tant'amo?
Amor, con quanto sforzo oggi mi vinci!
Amor, con quanto sforzo oggi mi vinci!
Et se non ch'al desio cresce la speme,
Et se non ch'al desio cresce la speme,
i' cadrei morto, ove più viver bramo.
i' cadrei morto, ove più viver bramo.
</poem>
</poem>
''Canzoniere 85''
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{{Translation|English}}
<poem>
I've always loved, and I love deeply still,
and love that sweet place more, from day
to day, where I'm often forced to return
weeping, whenever Love deceives me.
And I'm deep in love with that day and hour
when all base cares were swept from round me:
and love her more, whom a lovely face adorns,
loving to do good following her example.
But who'd think to see those sweet enemies
I love so much, combined together to attack
my heart, on this side and on that?
Love, with what forces now you conquer me!
And had not my hope grown with my desire,
I'd drop down dead where I most wish to live.
</poem>
tr. [[Anthony S. Kline]] ©
{{btm}}


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Title: Io amai sempre
Composer: Adrian Willaert
Lyricist: Francesco Petrarca

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: TTBB

Genre: SecularMadrigal

Language: Italian
Instruments: A cappella

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Original text and translations

Italian.png Italian text

Io amai sempre, et amo forte anchora,
et son per amar piú di giorno in giorno
quel dolce loco, ove piangendo torno
spesse fïate, quando Amor m'accora.

Et son fermo d'amare il tempo et l'ora
ch'ogni vil cura mi levâr d'intorno;
et più colei, lo cui bel viso adorno
di ben far co' suoi exempli m'innamora.

Ma chi pensò veder mai tutti insieme
per assalirmi il core, or quindi or quinci,
questi dolci nemici, ch'i' tant'amo?

Amor, con quanto sforzo oggi mi vinci!
Et se non ch'al desio cresce la speme,
i' cadrei morto, ove più viver bramo.

Canzoniere 85

English.png English translation

I've always loved, and I love deeply still,
and love that sweet place more, from day
to day, where I'm often forced to return
weeping, whenever Love deceives me.

And I'm deep in love with that day and hour
when all base cares were swept from round me:
and love her more, whom a lovely face adorns,
loving to do good following her example.

But who'd think to see those sweet enemies
I love so much, combined together to attack
my heart, on this side and on that?

Love, with what forces now you conquer me!
And had not my hope grown with my desire,
I'd drop down dead where I most wish to live.

tr. Anthony S. Kline ©