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- (Posted 2016-06-29) CPDL #40186:
(Finale 2014)
- Editor: Willem Verkaik (submitted 2016-06-29). Score information: Letter, 4 pages, 279 kB Copyright: CPDL
- Edition notes: Transposed down one note from A-minor
General Information
Title: L'herbetta verde ei fior
Composer: Domenico Micheli
Lyricist: Francesco Petrarca
Number of voices: 5vv Voicing: SATTB
Genre: Secular, Madrigal
Language: Italian
Instruments: A cappella
Published: 1564
Description: The second in a set of 2 madrigals on a sonnet by Petrarch. The first is "Stiamo amor a veder la gloria nostra".
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Original text and translations
Italian text
Stiamo amor a veder la gloria nostra,
Cose sopra natura alter' e nove,
Vedi ben quanta'n lei dolcezza piove,
Ved' il lume che'l ciel in terra mostra,
Vedi quant' arte dora e imperl' e' nostra,
L'habito eletto e mai non vist' altrove,
Che dolce-ment' i piedi e gli occhi move,
Per questa de' bei colli ombrosa chiostra.
L'herbetta verde ei fior di color mille,
Sparsi sotto quell' elce antiqua e negra,
Pregan pur che'l bel pie li prem' o tocchi,
E'l ciel di vagh' e lucide faville,
S'accend' intorn' e'n vista si rallegra,
D'esser fatto seren da si begl' occhi.