Io spero (Orazio Vecchi)

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CPDL #31857:    NoteWorthy Composer 

Editor: Brian Russell (submitted 2014-05-07).   Score information: Letter   Copyright: CPDL

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Editor: Christian Mondrup (submitted 2009-04-10).   Score information: Letter, 2 pages, 42 kB   Copyright: Personal

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Editor: Bettina Blokland (submitted 2003-11-07).   Score information: A4, 1 page   Copyright: Personal

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• CPDL #01309:    Finale 2000 

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General Information

Title: Io spero
Composer: Orazio Vecchi

Number of voices: 3vv   Voicing: SSA

Genre: Secular, Madrigal

Language: Italian
Instruments: A cappella

Published:

Description: Selva di Varia Ricreatione, Venezia 1590, no. 15

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Original text and translations

Italian text Io sper’ e te mi ard’e mi disfaccio [1] E quest’ardore Ch’hò dentro al core Non mi vuol vivo E non mi trae d’impaccio. Io volo sopra il cielo, e in terra giaccio E in tal pensiero Io mi disperso Che nulla stringo, e tutto il mondo abbraccio. Ho in odio, & amo, e seguo chi m’ancide E pur non veggio Com’ io vaneggio Ch’Amore al fin di me si burla e ride. Io piango e rido de gravosi homei E in tale stato son condennato Per Donna che par bella à gl’occhi miei.

English translation I hope; I burn for you; I melt, And this conflagration In my heart Does not want me to survive And does nothing to rescue me from torment. I fly higher than the heavens and I lie on the ground And in such thoughts I am lost So that I press the empty air to me and embrace the whole world. I hate, and I love, and I follow a lady who will be the death of me And yet I do not see How I am raving, And that in the end Love makes a mockery of me. I weep and laugh at deep sighs and to this state I am condemned by a lady who to my eyes seems beautiful. ~ Translation by Mick Swithinbank

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[1] The text is an imitation of the famous poem by Petrarch, 'Pace non trovo, et non ò a far guerra', no. 134 from 'Canzoniere', see Fifty-three Poems from 'The Canzoniere'

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