MVSICA TRANSALPINA.
CANTVS. THE SECOND BOOKE OF Madrigalles, to 5. & 6. voices: translated out of sundrie Jtalian Authors & NEWLY PVBLISHED BY NICOLAS YONGE.
AT LONDON Printed by Thomas Este. 1597.
To the Right Worshipfull & True louer of Musicke, Syr Henry Lennard KNIGHT.
NO one science draweth neerer to the essence of God, then this of Musicke. (For as God is altogether vnitie: So is Musicke proportionably an harmoniacall vnitie.) No man fauours men of that qualitie beyond your selfe. To no man am I more deepely beholding then to your good selfe. Lo then; In all these respects, and without all further ceremony, I heere present to your good iudgement this second Booke of MVSICA TRANSALPINA. Which (as well vpon the gracious acceptance of my first one,) As also the encouragement of sundry ciuill Gentlemen, and Marchants of good sorte) I haue carefully culled out of the Compositions of the best Authors in Italy. Perhaps they speake not English so well as they sing Italian. And (alas) how colde they, beeing as yet but late soiourners in England? Howbeeit I humbly desire, your selfe principally, and in your name all others for whose delight they were intended, to supply their defects with friendly interpretation. And so, humblie bowing my selfe, I rest.
The Table of all the Madrigales contained in these bookes, with the names of their seuerall Authors and Originalls.
Of 5.
| THE white delightfull Swanne. | I | Horatio Vecchi |
| Zephirus brings the time. | II | Alfonso Ferabosco. |
| So farre deere life. | III | Giulio Eremita. |
| Cinthia thy song & chaunting. | IIII | Giouanni Croce. |
| Fly if thou wilt bee flying. | V | Giulio Eremita. |
| At sound of hir sweet voyce. | VI | Lucretio Quintiani. |
| Browne is my Loue but gracefull. | VII | Alfonso Ferabosco. |
| The Wine that I so deerely got. | VIII | Alfonso Ferabosco. |
| Dolorous mournefull cares. | IX | Luca Marenzio. |
| In flowre of Aprills springing. | X | Alfonso Ferabosco. |
| Hills and woods, craggs and rocks. | XI | Lucretio Quintiani. |
| Lady my flame. The first part. | XII | Alfonso Ferabosco. |
| Sweet Lord. The second part. | XIII | Alfonso Ferabosco. |
| Sweet sparkle of Loues fire, | XIIII | Gio: Maria Nanino. |
| Now springs each plant to heauen. | XV | Lucretio Quintiani. |
| Sweet eyes admiring. | XVI | Ste. Venturi. |
Of 6.
| Loue quench this heat consuming. | XVII | Benedetto Palauacino. |
| Cruell, why dost thou flye mee. | XVIII | Benedetto Palauacino. |
| O gratious and worthiest. | XIX | Giouanni Croce. |
| Shall I liue so far distant from thee. | XX | Luca Marenzio. |
| So sayth my faire and beautifull. | XXI | Luca Marenzio. |
| For griefe I dye enraged. | XXII | Andrea Feliciane. |
| Daintie white Pearle. | XXIII | Antonio Bicci. |
| Hard by a Christall fountaine. | XXIIII | Giouanni Croce. |
Of 5.
I.
[...] THe white: Sweet sing- ing, sweet sing- ing, [...]sweet sing- ing, sweet sing- ing dyeth, [...]and I lamenting, feele both sence & life relen- ting, that he should dye [...]di-stressed, & I I dye most blessed, I dye most blessed, I dye most blessed. [...]filst mee with glad- nesse, filst mee with glad- nesse, and with [...]sweet loue longing, filst mee with gladnes, with glad- nesse & with [...]sweet loue longlng, if in thy pangs I feele, a thousand deaths a day, a thousand [...]deaths a day, a thousand deaths a day should not displease mee, should not displease [...]mee, displease mee.
II.
[...]ZEphirus brings the time yt sweet- ly sen- teth, with flowres & [...]hearbs, & winters frost exi- leth, with flowres & hearbs & winters frost exileth, winters [...]frost ex-i- leth. Progne now chirpeth, Progne now chirps, & Philomele lamen- [...]teth, Flora the garlands white & red cōpi- leth, Flo- [...]ra the garlands white & red compileth, Fields do reioyce (now) (repeat) fields do re- [...]ioyce the frowning skye relen- teth, Ioue to behold his, Ioue to behold [...]his deerest daughter smileth, his deerest daughter smileth, th'aire ye water the [...]earth to ioy cōsenteth, to ioy, to ioy consen- teth, Each creature now to loue him recon- [...]cy- leth, each creature now to loue him recōcileth, Each &c.
III.
[...] SO farre, deere life, deare life, from thy bright beames ab- [...]sen- ted, but no disgrace of fortune, or [...]star most hatefull, can blot out of my brest thy name so grateful, thy name so grate- [...]ful, for (that) thy liuely shape & therby loue reser- ued, & hope with out [...]to see the Sun our hemisphere adorning, in myne horizon shi- ning, Oh if that [...]blisful howre, oh if that blisfull houre may once releiue mee, kill mee foorthwith [...]good Loue it shall not grieue mee, it shall not grieue mee.
IIII.
[...] CInthia thy song & chaū- ting, so strāg a flame in gentle harts a- [...]wa- keth, Cinthia thy song & chaū- ting, so strāg a flame in gentle harts a- [...]waketh, so strang a flame in gentle harts in gentle harts awaketh, that euery cold de- [...]sire wanton Loue maketh, sounds, to thy praise and vaunting, to thy praise and [...]vaunting, sounds to thy praise, to thy prayse & vaunting, and vaunting, of Sirens [...]most commended, of Sirens most commended, that with delightfull tunes for praise cō- [...]tended, for whē thou sweetly soun- dest, yu neither kilst nor woūdest, thou neither [...]kilst, nor woūdest, but doost reuiue a nom- ber of bodyes buryed, in per- [...]petuall slomber, in perpetuall slomber, (repeat) in perpetuall slom- ber.
V.
[...] FLy if yu wilt be fly- ing, Foe to my [...]hart most wrath- full, which more & more grows faithfull, [...] (repeat) Desire pursues thee crying, to tell thee of his torment, and [...]of my dying, (repeat) and of my dy- ing, But if my harts desire be [...]not, (repeat) I hope by loue to see thee caught, to see thee caught or woū- [...]ded, I hope by loue to see thee caught or wounded. (repeat) [...]But if my harts desire be not, with griefe cōfoun- ded, I hope by [...]loue to see thee caught or wounded, (repeat) I hope by [...]loue to see thee caught, thee caught or wounded.
VI.
[...] AT sound of hir sweet voice & words betraying, at soūd of [...]hir sweet voice & words betraying, my hope auanc'd, [...]that faire desire had foun- ded, but as braue Thebes was built by harps sweet [...]playing, but as braue Thebes was built by harps sweet playing, & fell by sound of [...]warlike trūpet, (repeat) of warlike trump confounded, so that dispightful tongue [...]with rage enflamed, sounding th'alarme, (repeat) sounding th'a-larme vn- [...]to my hart amazed, left not one rampire, to the ground vn, left not one ram- [...]pire to the ground vnrazed.
VII.
[...] BRowne is my Loue but gracefull, browne is my loue but grace- [...]full, and each renowned whitenesse, matcht with thy louely browne, looseth his [...]bright- nesse. matcht with thy louely browne looseth his bright- nesse, looseth his [...]brightnesse. Faire is my loue, but scornefull, (repeat) faire is my Loue, but [...]scornefull, yet haue I seene dispised, daintie white Lillies and sad flowres [...]wel pri- sed, yet haue I seene dispy- sed, (repeat) daintie white [...]Lillies and sad flowres well pri-sed, Browne is my Loue but gracefull. [...] (repeat) Browne is my Loue but grace- full, Browne is my Loue, [...]but gracefull.
VIII.
[...]THe VVine that I so deerly got, sweetly sipping, mine eies, hath blea- red, [...]sweetly sipping, sweetly sipping, mine eies hath blea- red, & the more I am [...]bard the pot, the more to drinck my thirst is steared, the more to drinck my thirst [...]is stea- red, but since therby my hart is chered, maugre ill luck & spitefull slanders, mine eyes shall [...]not be my commaunders, for I maintaine, and e-uer shall, & e-uer shall, better (were) the [...]windows bide the daunger, better the windows bide the dangers, then to spoile both the house & [...]all, then to spoile, ij. both the house & all. better were the windows [...]bide the dangers, better the windows bide the dāgers, thē to spoile both the house & all, then to [...]spoile, then to spoile both the house & all.
IX.
[...]DO- lo-rous morneful cares, ruthles tormenting, ruth- les tor- [...]menting, hatefull guyues cursed bon- dage, sharpest endu- [...]raunce, wherein both nights & dayes, my hart euer ren- ting [...]wretch I beewaile my lost delight & pleasaunce, woefull loud cryes, sadde scriches, [...]how- ling lamenting, wa- try teares, watry teares shed [...]& euerlasting griueaunce, these are my dainties & my daiely feding, & my liues [...]com- fort, & my liues comfort, bitter gall excee- ding, & my liues [...]comfort, & my liues com- fort, (the) bitter gall ex-ce- ding, [...](the) bitter gall excee- ding.
X.
[...]IN flowre of A- prill springing, In flowre, &c. of [...]Aprill springing, when pleasant birdes to sport them, when &c. e- [...]mong the woods consort them, when pleasāt birds to sport them, emong ye e- [...]mong the woods consort them, emong &c. warbling with cheerefull notes [...]warbling &c. with cheerefull notes, & sweetly singing, warbling &c. [...]for Ioy Clo-re the faire hir song was chaūting, for Ioy (then) for [...]ioy Clore ye faire hir song was chaū- ting, the sweet loues vaun- [...]ting of hir & hir Elpine, Elpine ye sweet loues vaun- [...]ting, of hir & hir Elpine, ye sweet loues vaunting, the sweet loues vaun-
XI.
[...] HIlls & woods, craggs & rocks, and shores & fountaines, [...]I seeke & search, if in some place retired, if in some [...]place rety- red, I might assuage my bitter plaint, my bitter plaint, [...]my bitter plaint and grouing, but now I see one onely vale desi- red, one [...]onely vale, one onely vale desi- red, serues to repose my rimes and restles mo- [...]ning, that murmuring, that murmuring, do go that murmuring do go, through [...]fieldes through fieldes & moun- taines, that murmuring do goe, that murmu- [...]ring doe goe, that murmuring doe goe through fieldes & moun- taines. [...]ting, the sweet loues vaun- ting, loues vaunting.
XII. The first part.
[...]LA- dy my flame stil burning, & my cōsuming anguish, and &c. [...]doth grow so great, yt life I feele to lan- guish, & my cōsuming an- guish, doth [...]grow so great, yt life I feele to lāguish, doth grow &c. Oh let your [...]hart be moued, (repeat) to end my grief & yours so, to end &c. [...]so lōg time proued, and quēch ye heat yt my chief part so fireth, and &c. [...]so fireth, yeelding the fruict that faithfull loue re- [...]quireth, & quench the heat that my chiefe part so fi- reth, and quench the [...]heat that my chiefe part so fi- reth, yeelding the fruict that faithfull [...]loue requi- reth, yeelding the fruict that faithful loue, that faithful loue requireth.
XIII. The second part.
[...]SWeet Lord, sweet Lord, your flame still bur- ning, sweet &c. [...]& your cōsuming an- guish, (repeat) & your cōsu- [...]ming an- guish, cannot be more thē mine in which I lāguish, can [...]not be more thē mine in which I lan- guish. Nor more your hart is mo- [...]ued, to end my grief & yours so long time pro- ued, to end &c. [...]but if I yeeld & so your flame decreaseth, de-crea- seth, Oh then [...]loose I my Louer & your loue cea- seth, but if I yeeld, but if I yeeld & [...]so your flame decreaseth, decreaseth, Oh then loose I my louer & your loue [...]cea- seth, Oh then loose I my louer, & your loue ceaseth, & your loue ceaseth.
XIIII.
[...] SWeet sparkle of Loues fire, (repeat) if that [...]thy power bee such, (repeat) that [...]clad in Beauties rich attyre, (repeat) a thousand thousand harts, (repeat) [...]with death & life yu touch, What can bee said but only [...]this, yu mak'st men liue & die euen as thy pleasure is. thou mak'st men liue & die euen [...]as thy pleasure is. What can bee saide but on- ly this, thou mak'st men liue and [...]die euen as thy pleasure is. thou mak'st men liue & die euen as thy pleasure is.
XV.
[...]NOw springs each plant to heauen aloft aspiring, now springs &c. [...]And in faire fields of Violets, and of sweet Ro- ses, & of sweet Roses, [...]Chearfully, chearfully sport them, (repeat) chearfully sport them, sport them, [...]wanton Loues with gladnesse, Since shee whose sacred brest my life encloses, af- [...]ter so long distres great grief & sadnesse, so long distresse great griefe & sad- nesse, [...]doth make me blessed, doth make me blessed, (repeat) doth make me bles- [...]sed, doth make mee blest aboue all harts de-si- ring. doth make mee blessed, [...] (repeat) doth make mee blessed, doth make me bles- sed, doth make me [...]blest aboue all harts desi- ring.
XVI.
[...] SWeet eyes, admiring you I am left hart- les, admi- [...]ring you I am left hartles, I am left hartles, Sweet eyes admiring [...]you I am left hartles, you I am left hartles, for when you doe leaue mee, of my [...]hart you bereaue mee, for when you doe leaue mee, of my hart you bereaue me, ah [...]Ah let not for pitty my griefe most hap- les, vntimely slay me, left sole with [...]out relieuing, if you returne not Ah I shall dye with grie- uing. if [...]you returne not, Ah I shall dye with grie- uing.
Of 6.
XVII.
[...]LOue quench this heat cōsuming, to much in one sole hart thy fire is fuming, [...]Loue quēch this heat cōsuming, (repeat) to much in one sole hart thy [...]fire is fuming, thy &c. thy fire is fuming, Cast but a flame least painful, (repeat) [...]cast but a flame least painfull, on those cold thoughts (of hirs) on those cold [...]thoughts & yu desire cōgealed, warming hir hart disdainful, warming hir hart disdain- [...]full, that feeling neuer found thy force reuea-led, thy force reuea- led, [...]for neuer well remayned a hart of Ise, in brest of snow cōtained, in brest &c. [...]in brest &c. for neuer well remained, (repeat) a [...]hart of Ise, in brest of snow contayn- ned, a hart of Ise, in brest of snow cōtained.
XVIII.
[...]CRuell, cruell, why dost thou flye mee, why dost thou flye mee, (repeat) [...]Why dost thou flye mee, If so my death so great content may winne thee, [...]Thou hast my hart within thee, thou hast my hart within thee, dost yu thinck by thy [...]flying, (repeat) cruell, to see mee dying? to see me dying? to see me [...]dying? Oh, oh none alyue can die, none alyue can dye, none aliue can die, Oh [...]none alyue can die hurtlesse vngrieued, and grief can no man feele, of hart de- [...]priued, of hart depriued, Oh, none aliue can die, none aliue can die, (repeat) [...]hurtlesse vngrieued, & griefe can no man feele, of hart depriued, of [...]hart depri-ued, of hart depriued.
XIX
[...]O Gratious & worthiest of each creature, ô gratious & worthiest, (repeat) [...]ô gratious & worthiest of ech creature, know you for why ye fates, (repeat) [...]the stars & heauen, the &c. this worthy name of gra-tious haue giuen, [...] (repeat) to your so rare a feature, (repeat) (repeat) [...]because with in your gratious face is dwelling, ech louely grace, each louely [...]grace, louely grace, each loue-ly grace & fauour most excelling, then if, then if you [...]are as gratious faire as may bee, shew fruicts of garce & doe not slay mee, slay mee, [...]shew fruicts of grace, of grace, and do not slay mee, (repeat) [...]shew fruicts of grace and dooe not slay mee, dooe not slay mee, slay mee,
XX.
[...] SHall I liue so farre distant from thee my deare, my [...]onely good & sweetest pleasure, to feele pains without mea- [...]sure, Ah suffer not, (repeat) (repeat) ah suffer not each houre t'increase my sigh- [...]ing, see now my soule is flying, (repeat) & if through griefe of force it [...]must consume, must consume, yet let it pining dye, pi-ning dye, see now my [...]soule is flying, (repeat) is flying, & if through griefe of force, through [...]griefe of force it must consume, pining dye, (repeat) within thy milkwhite bo- [...]some, within thy milkwhite bosome, bosome, within thy milkwhite bosome.
XXI.
[...]SO saith my faire & beautifull Li-co-ris, when now & then she talketh (repeat) [...]with mee of Loue, Loue is a spirit that walketh, that sores & flyes [...]& none aliue can hold him, & none &c. nor touch him, nor behold him, [...]yet whē hir eies she tur- neth, I spie wher he soiorneth, in hir eies ther he [...]flyes (repeat) in hir eies ther hee flyes, but none can touch him, till on hir lippes he [...]couch him, yet when hir eyes she tur- neth, I spie wher he soiorneth, [...]in hir eyes, ther he flyes (repeat) in hir eyes, ther he flyes, but none can catch him, [...]in hir eyes, ther he flyes (repeat) In hir eyes ther he flyes, but none can catch [...]him, till from hir lippes he fetch him. (repeat)
XXII.
[...] FOr griefe I dye, for griefe I dye enraged, now wretch I [...]feele my selfe, now wretch I feele my selfe by snares enga- [...]ged, for while to much I ioyed, for while to much I ioy- ed, new & more painefull [...]bandes fierce loue employed, new & more painefull bandes fierce loue employ- [...]ed, who helpeth oh, oh who mee lamenteth, oh who me lamenteth, who mee lamen- [...]teth, that wilfullie my death, that wilfullie my death by loue preuenteth, by [...]loue preuenteth.
XXIII.
[...] DAintie white pearle, & you fresh smi- ling Ro- [...]ses, fresh smy- ling Roses, Dainty white pearle & you fresh [...]smi- ling Roses, and you fresh smi- ling Ro- ses, The [...]Nectar sweet distilling, Oh, Oh why are you vnwilling, Of my sighes inly fi- [...]ring? Ah yet my soule hir self in them dis-closes, Some reliefe, (repeat) (repeat) thēce de- [...]siring. Ah yet my soule, Some reliefe, (repeat) some reliefe thence de-si- [...]ring. Some reliefe, (repeat) thence disiring, Some reliefe, (repeat) thence de-siring.
XXIIII.
[...]HArd by a Cri- stall fountaine, ORIANA ye bright lay doune a [...]slee- ping, The birds they finely chirped, The birds they finely chirp'd ye winds [...]were stil- led, Sweetly with these accenting (repeat) the aër was filled, [...]Which heau'n for hir reser- ueth, which heau'n for hir reserueth, (repeat) [...]Leaue sheppards your Lambs-keeping, Vpon the barren mountaine, For [...]shee the sheppards life main-taines and yowërs, Then sang the sheppards and Nimphs [...]of Di-a-na, Nimphs of Di-a-na, faire ORIANA, Long liue faire ORIA- [...]NA, Long liue faire ORIANA, (repeat) Long liue faire ORIANA, [...] (repeat) (repeat) Long liue faire ORIANA.
MVSICA TRANSALPINA.
ALTVS. THE SECOND BOOKE OF Madrigalles, to 5. & 6. voices: translated out of sundrie Jtalian Authors & NEWLY PVBLISHED BY NICOLAS YONGE.
AT LONDON Printed by Thomas Este. 1597.
To the Right Worshipfull & True louer of Musicke, Syr Henry Lennard KNIGHT.
NO one science draweth neerer to the essence of God, then this of Musicke. (For as God is altogether vnitie: So is Musicke proportionably an harmoniacall vnitie.) No man fauours men of that qualitie beyond your selfe. To no man am I more deepely beholding then to your good selfe. Lo then; In all these respects, and without all further ceremony, I heere present to your good iudgement this second Booke of MVSICA TRANSALPINA. Which (as well vpon the gracious acceptance of my first one,) As also the encouragement of sundry ciuill Gentlemen, and Marchants of good sorte) I haue carefully culled out of the Compositions of the best Authors in Italy. Perhaps they speake not English so well as they sing Italian. And (alas) how colde they, beeing as yet but late soiourners in England? Howbeeit I humbly desire, your selfe principally, and in your name all others for whose delight they were intended, to supply their defects with friendly interpretation. And so, humblie bowing my selfe, I rest.
The Table of all the Madrigales contained in these bookes, with the names of their seuerall Authors and Originalls.
Of 5.
| THE white delightfull Swanne. | I | Horatio Vecchi |
| Zephirus brings the time. | II | Alfonso Ferabosco. |
| So farre deere life. | III | Giulio Eremita. |
| Cinthia thy song & chaunting. | IIII | Giouanni Croce. |
| Fly if thou wilt bee flying. | V | Giulio Eremita. |
| At sound of hir sweet voyce. | VI | Lucretio Quintiani. |
| Browne is my Loue but gracefull. | VII | Alfonso Ferabosco. |
| The Wine that I so deerely got. | VIII | Alfonso Ferabosco. |
| Dolorous mourn [...]full cares. | IX | Luca Marenzio. |
| In flowre of Aprills springing. | X | Alfonso Ferabosco. |
| Hills and woods, craggs and rocks. | XI | Lucretio Quintiani. |
| Lady my flame. The first part | XII | Alfonso Ferabosco. |
| Sweet Lord. The second part. | XIII | Alfonso Ferabosco. |
| Sweet sparkle of Lou [...]s fire, | XIIII | Gio: Maria Nanino. |
| Now springs each plant to heauen. | XV | Lucretio Quintiani. |
| Sweet eyes admiring. | XVI | Ste. Venturi. |
Of 6.
| Loue quench this heat consuming. | XVII | Benedetto Palauacino. |
| Cruell, why dost thou flye mee. | XVIII | Benedetto Palauacino. |
| O gratious and worthiest. | XIX | Giouanni Croce. |
| Shall I liue so far distant from thee. | XX | Luca Marenzio. |
| So sayth my faire and beautifull. | XXI | Luca Marenzio. |
| For griefe I dye enraged. | XXII | Andrea Feliciane. |
| Daintie white Pearle. | XXIII | Antonio Bicci. |
| Hard by a Christall fountaine. | XXIIII | Giouanni Croce. |
Of 5.
I.
[...] THe white delightful Swanne sweet sing- ing dyeth, sweet [...]singing, sweet sing- ing, sweet singing dy- eth, and I [...]lamenting, feele both sence & life relenting, strange & vnlike proceeding, that [...]he should dye distressed, & I I dye most blessed, I dye most blessed, I dye [...]most blessed. Death which in all thy wrong-ing, filst mee with glad- nesse, filst [...]mee with glad- nesse, with gladnesse & with sweet loue longing, if in thy [...]pangs no greater griefe doe sease mee, a thousand deaths a day, a thousand deaths a [...]day, a thousand deths a day should not, a thousand deaths a day, a thousand deaths a [...]day, should not displease mee.
II.
[...]ZEphirus brings the time yt sweetly senteth, with flowres & hearbs & winters [...]frost exileth, with flowres & hearbs & winters frost exi- leth, (repeat) [...]Progne now chirpeth, Progne now chirps, & Philomele lamenteth, & Phi- [...]lomele lamēteth, Flora the garlāds white & red compileth, Flo-ra the garlāds [...]white & red compileth, fields do reioyce, the frowning skye, the frowning skye relen- [...]teth, Ioue to behold his deerest daughter smileth, behold his deerest daughter smileth, [...]deerest daughter smileth, th'aire the water the earth, to ioy consenteth, Each creature [...]now to loue him reconcileth, Each creature now, to loue, (repeat) Each [...]creature now, each creature now to loue him reconci- leth.
III.
[...] SO farre, deare life, deere life, from thy bright beames ab- [...]sented, in griefe I liue, in griefe I liue tormented, but [...]no disgrace of fortune, or starre most hateful, can blot out of my brest thy name so [...]gratefull, thy name so gratefull, for in my hart is kerued thy liuely shape & therby [...]loue reser- ued, still do I see th'and still attend the morning, attend the morning, (repeat) [...]to see the sunne our hemisphere a- dorning, in my horizon shining, [...]oh if that blisfullhoure, (repeat) may once relieue mee, kill mee foorthwith [...]good Loue, it shall not grieue mee, it shall not grieue mee.
IIII.
[...] CInthia thy song & chaū- ting, so strāg a flame in [...]gentle harts awaketh, Cinthia thy song & chaū- ting, so [...]strang a flame in gentle harts, so strang &c. in gentle harts awaketh, that euery [...]cold desire wanton Loue ma- keth, sounds to thy praise & vaunting, sounds to thy [...]praise & vaūting, sounds to thy praise & vaun- ting, of Sirens most, of Sirens [...]most commended, yt with delightfull tunes for praise cōtended, for whē thou sweetly [...]soundest, thou neither kilst, thou neither kilst nor woundest, but doost reuiue a nom- [...]ber of bodyes buryed, in perpetuall, in perpetuall slomber, in perpetuall slomber.
V.
[...] FLy if yu wilt: Foe to my hart, (repeat) most wrathfull, [...]Desire pursues thee crying, (repeat) which [...]more & more grows faithfull, desire pursues thee cry- ing, to tell thee of his tor- [...]ment, and of my dying, (repeat) But if my harts desire be not, (repeat) [...]with griefe confounded, I hope by loue to see thee caught or wounded, [...] (repeat) I hope by loue to see thee caught or woūded. but if my harts de- [...]sire be not, (repeat) with griefe cōfounded, I hope by loue to see thee [...]caught or wounded, thee caught or wounded, I hope by loue to see thee caught or [...]wounded.
VI.
[...] AT sound of hir sweet voice & words betraying, at soūd of [...]hir sweet voice & words betraying, (repeat) [...]my hope auanc'd, that faire desire had founded, but as braue Thebes was built, (repeat) [...]by harpes sweet playing, & fell by soūd of warlike trūpet, of warlike trū- [...]pet, of war- like trumpe confounded, so that dispightful tongue with [...]rage enfla- med, (repeat) sounding th'alarme, (repeat) sounding th'a- [...]larme vnto my hart amazed, of that proud hope the which to fall was fra- [...]med, left not one rampire, to the ground vnra- zed.
VII.
[...] BRowne is my Loue but gracefull, (repeat) & [...]each renowned whitenesse, (repeat) matcht with thy louely browne, [...]matcht with thy louely browne looseth his brightnesse. Faire is my loue, but scornefull, [...] (repeat) faire is my Loue but scorne- ful, yet haue I seene dis- [...]pi-sed, daintie white Lillies and sad flowres and sad flowres well pri- sed, [...]yet haue I seene (oft) daintye white Lillies and sad flowres, yet haue I seene dis- py- [...]sed, daintie white Lillies & sad flowres well pri-sed, Browne is my Loue but gracefull. [...]Browne is my Loue but gracefull, Browne is my Loue, my Loue [...]but gracefull.
VIII.
[...]THe VVine that I so deerly got, sweetly sipping, mine eies, hath blea- red, [...]the VVine that I so deerly got, sweetly sipping, mine eies hath bleared, and the more I am [...]bard the pot, & the more I am bard the pot, the more to drinck my thirst is steared, the more to [...]drinck my thirst is steared, but since therby my hart is chered, maugre ill luck & spitefull slaunders, [...]mine eyes shall not be my commaunders, for I maintaine, and euer shall, ij. [...]better (were) better the windows bide the daungers, abide the dangers, thē to spoile both the [...]house & all, then to spoile both the house and all, then to spoile both the house [...]& all, better were better the windows bide the dāgers, abide the dāgers, then to spoile both the [...]house & all, then to &c. then to spoile both the house & all. both &c.
IX.
[...]DO-lo-rous morneful cares, ruthles tormenting, ruthles tormenting, hate- [...]full guyues cursed bon- dage, sharpest endu- [...]raunce, wherein both nights & dayes my hart my hart euer renting, wretch I [...]beewaile my lost delight & pleasaunce, woefull loud cryes, sadde scriches, how- [...]ling lamenting, watry teares shed & euerlasting grieuaunce, & e- [...]verlasting grieuance these are my dainties & my daiely feding, & my liues com- [...]fort, & my liues com- fort, bit- ter gall exceeding, & my liues comfort, & my liues [...]comfort, bit- ter gall excee- ding, (the) bitter gall excee- [...]ding.
X.
[...]IN flowre of A- prill springing, (repeat) of Aprill [...]springing, when pleasant birdes to sport them, when pleasant birds to [...]sport them, (repeat) emong the woods consort them, [...]consort them, warbling with cheerefull notes, warbling with cheerefull notes, [...]warbling with cherefull notes, & sweetly singing, & swetly [...]sing- ing, for Ioy (then) for ioy Clore the faire hir song was chaūting, hir &c [...]of hir & hir Elpine, of hir & hir Elpine ye sweet loues vaun- [...]tīg, of hir & hir Elpine, (repeat) of hir & hir Elpine ye sweet loues [...]vaūting, ye sweet loues vaūting, the sweet loues vaun- ting. (repeat)
XI.
[...] HIlls & woods, craggy rocks, and shores & fountaines, [...]I seeke & search if in some place retired, I seeke & search, [...]if in some place retyred, if in some place retyred, I might assuage my bitter plaint, [...]my bitter plaint my playnt and groning, but now I see one onely vale, de- si- [...]red, one onely vale, serues to repose my rimes, my rimes & restles mo- [...]ning, that murmuring do go, that murmuring doe goe, that murmuring doe [...]go through fieldes & moūtaines, yt murmuring do go, that murmuring do [...]go, (repeat) that murmuring doe goe, through fieldes & mountaines.
XII. The first part.
[...]LA- dy my flame stil bur- ning, & my cōsuming anguish, [...]doth grow so great, yt life I feele to lāguish, La- dy my flame stil burning, & my [...]cōsuming an- guish, doth grow so great, yt life I feele to lāguish, to [...]lāguish. Oh let your hart be moued, (repeat) to end my grief, to end my griefe & [...]yours so lōg time proued, and quēch ye heat, yt my chief part so fireth, & quench &c. [...]yt my chiefe &c. reth, yeelding ye fruict yt faithful loue [...]requi-reth, & quēch ye heat yt my chief part so fireth. yt my chief part so fi- [...]reth, yeelding the fruict that faithfull loue requi- reth, that faithfull loue re- [...]qui- reth, yeelding the fruict yeelding the fruict that faithful loue requi- reth.
XIII. The second part.
[...]SWeet Lord, your flame stil bur- ning, sweet Lord &c. and [...]your cōsuming anguish, (repeat) & your cōsuming anguish, (repeat) [...]cannot be more thē mine, (repeat) cannot be more thē mine, in which [...]I languish. Nor more your heart is moued, to end my griefe and yours so long time [...]pro- ued, but if I yeeld, (repeat) but if I yeeld & so your [...]flame decreaseth, Oh then loose I my louer & your Loue ceaseth, oh then loose I my [...]louer and your loue ceaseth, but if I yeeld, but if I yeeld & so your flame decrea- [...]seth, Oh then loose I my Louer & your Loue ceaseth, Oh then loose I my Louer & [...]your Loue cea- seth, Oh then loose I my Louer & your Loue cea- seth.
XIIII.
[...] SWeet sparkle of Loues fire, (repeat) [...]if that thy [...]power bee such, (repeat) that clad in Beauties rich attyre, (repeat) [...]a thousand thousand thousand thousand harts, with death & life yu touch, [...]with death and lyfe thou touch, What can bee said but only this, what can [...]bee saide but on- ly this, thou mak'st men liue & die euen as thy plea- [...]sure is. What can bee saide but only this, thou mak'st men liue & die euen as thy [...]pleasure is.
XV.
[...]NOw springs each plant to heauen aloft aspiring, to heauen a-loft aspy- [...]ring, And in faire fields of Violets, and of sweet Roses, & of sweet [...]Roses, and of sweet Ro- ses, Chearfully sport thē, (repeat) chearfully [...]sport them, sport them, wanton Loues with gladnesse, After so long distresse, after [...]so long distresse great griefe & sad- nesse, doth make mee blessed, doth [...]make me bles- sed, (repeat) doth make mee blest aboue all harts de- [...]si- ring. doth make mee blessed, doth make me bles- sed, (repeat) [...]doth make mee blest aboue all harts desi- ring.
XVI.
[...]SWeet eyes: ad-miring you I am left hart- les, admiring you I am left hartles, sweet [...]eyes admiring you I am left hartles, (repeat) you I am left hartles [...]for when you doe leaue mee, (repeat) you doe leaue mee, of my [...]hart you bereaue bereaue me, of my hart you bereaue mee, Ah let not for pit- ty, pittie [...]my griefe most haples, vntimely slay mee, vntimely slay mee, left sole with [...]out re- lie-uing, if you re- turne not, if you returne not, Ah I shall dye [...]with grie- uing, Ah I shall dye with grei- uing, Ah I shall dye [...]with grieuing.
Of 6.
XVII.
[...]LOue quēch this heat cōsuming, to much in one sole hart thy fire is fuming, Loue [...]quēch this heat cōsuming, to much in one sole hart thy fire is fuming, thy &c. [...]Cast but a flame least painful, (repeat) cast but a flame least painfull, [...]on those cold thoughts & that de-sire cōgea- led, warming hir hart, [...]warming hir hart disdain- full, that feeling neuer found thy force reuealed, yt [...]feeling neuer found thy force reuealed, for neuer well remayned, a hart [...]of Ise, in brest of snow cōtained, a hart of Ise in brest of snow contay-ned, for [...]neuer well remained, a hart of Ise, in brest of snow contaynned, a [...]hart of Ise, in brest of snow contay-ned.
XVIII.
[...]CRu- ell, cru- ell, why dost thou flye mee, why dost yu flye mee, that [...]so my death so great cōtent may winne thee, Thou hast my hart within thee, thou [...]hast my hart within thee, dost yu thinck by thy flying, dost yu thinck, dost thou [...]thinck by thy flying, cruell, to see mee dying? to see mee dying? to see mee dying? [...]Oh, none alyue can die, oh none alyue can dye, hurtlesse vngrie- ued, [...]and griefe can no man feele, of hart depriued, of hart de-pri- ued. Oh, [...]oh, none aliue can die, none aliue can dye, hurtlesse vngrieued, hurtlesse vn- [...]grie- ued, & griefe can no man feele, of hart depriued, of hart [...]de-pri- ued.
XIX
[...]O Gratious & worthiest of each creature, and worthiest of each crea- [...]ture, ô gra-ti- ous & worthiest of ech creature, worthiest of each crea- ture, know [...]you for why the fates, the stars & heauen, (repeat) this [...]worthy name of gratious, this worthie name of gra-ti-ous, (repeat) haue [...]giuen to you so rare a fea- ture, (repeat) because within your [...]gratious face is dwel- ling, (repeat) ech louely grace, and [...]fauour most excelling, each louely grace & fauour most excelling, then if, then if [...]you are so gratious faire as may bee, shew fruicts of garce and doe not slay mee, [...]doe not slay mee, shew fruicts of grace, & doe not slay mee, doe not slay mee.
XX.
[...]SHall I liue so farre distant from thee my star, my onely good & sweetest [...]pleasure, to feele paynes without mea- sure, Ah ah suffer not each houre t'in- [...]crease my sighing, see now my soule is fly- ing, see now my soule is flying, [...]and if through griefe of force it must con- sume, pining dye, within thy [...]milkwhite bo-some, see now my soule is fly- ing, see now my soule is flying, [...]& if through grief of force it must con-sume, pining die, within thy milkwhite [...]bosome, (repeat) within thy milkwhite bo- some.
XXI.
[...]SO saith my faire & beautifull Li- co-ris, when now & then shee talketh, [...]when now & then shee talketh, with mee of Loue, Loue is a spirit that walketh, a [...]sprite that walketh, that sores & fly- eth, and none aliue can hold him, nor [...]touch him, nor behold him, yet whē hir eies she turneth, I spy wher he soiorneth, in hir [...]eies ther he flyes, but none can touch him, yet when hir eyes shee turenth, I spie wher [...]he soiorneth, in hir eyes, ther hee flyes, but none can catch him, till from hir lips he fetch [...]him, In hir eyes ther he flyes, but none can catch him, till from hir lippes he fetch [...]him, till from hir lippes he fetch him.
XXII.
[...] FOr griefe I die enraged, for griefe I dye enraged, now [...]wretch I feele my self, now wretch I feele my self by snares en- [...]gaged, for while to much I ioy- ed, for while to much I ioyed, new and more [...]painefull bandes, fierce loue employ- ed, fierce loue employ- ed, who [...]helpeth? oh who me lamenteth? oh who me lamenteth? oh who me lamenteth? who [...]me lamenteth, that wilfullie my death by loue preuen- teth, that wil-fullie my [...]death by loue preuen- teth.
XXIII.
[...] DAinty white Pearle, & you & you fresh smy- [...]ling Ro-ses, Daintie white Pearle & you fresh smy- [...]ling, & you fresh smy- ling Roses, The Nectar sweet distilling, Oh [...]why are you vnwil-ling, (repeat) Of my sighs inly firing? Ah yet my soule hir [...]selfe in them discloses, Some re-liefe thence de-siring. Ah yet my soule Some re-liefe [...]thence desiring. Some reliefe, (repeat) (repeat) (repeat) (repeat) thence desi-ring.
XXIIII.
[...]HArd by a Cri- stal foūtaine, O-RIANA ye bright, (repeat) lay [...]doune a slee- ping, The birds they finely chirped, ye birds they finely chirp'd, ye winds were [...]stilled, Sweetly with these, sweetly with these accētings, (repeat) th'aër was filled, [...]This is ye faire whose head a croune deserueth, Which heau'n for hir, which heau'n for [...]hir reser- ueth, reser-ueth, Leaue sheppards your Lambs-keeping, Vpon ye barren moū- [...]taines, And Nimphs attend on hir & leaue your bowërs, Then sang the sheppards [...]& Nimphs of Di-ana, Nimphs of Di-a- na, Long liue faire ORIANA, faire ORI- [...]ANA, Long liue faire ORIA- NA, Long liue faire: ORIA- [...]NA, faire ORIANA, Long liue faire ORI- A- NA.
MVSICA TRANSALPINA.
TENOR. THE SECOND BOOKE OF Madrigalles, to 5. & 6. voices: translated out of sundrie Jtalian Authors & NEWLY PVBLISHED BY NICHOLAS YONGE.
AT LONDON Printed by Thomas Este. 1597.
To the Right Worshipfull & True louer of Musicke, Syr Henry Lennard KNIGHT.
NO one science draweth neerer to the essence of God, then this of Musicke. (For as God is altogether vnitie: So is Musicke proportionably an harmoniacall vnitie.) No man fauours men of that qualitie beyond your selfe. To no man am I more deepely beholding then to your good selfe. Lo then; In all these respects, and without all further ceremony, I heere present to your good iudgement this second Booke of MVSICA TRANSALPINA. Which (as well vpon the gracious acceptance of my first one,) As also the encouragement of sundry ciuill Gentlemen, and Marchants of good sorte) I haue carefully culled out of the Compositions of the best Authors in Italy. Perhaps they speake not English so well as they sing Italian. And (alas) how colde they, beeing as yet but late soiourners in England? Howbeeit I humbly desire, your selfe principally, and in your name all others for whose delight they were intended, to supply their defects with friendly interpretation. And so, humblie bowing my selfe, I rest.
The Table of all the Madrigales contained in these bookes, with the names of their seuerall Authors and Originalls.
Of 5.
| THE white delightfull Swanne. | I | Horatio Vecchi |
| Zephirus brings the time. | II | Alfonso Ferabosco. |
| So farre deere life. | III | Giulio Eremita. |
| Cinthia thy song & chaunting. | IIII | Giouanni Croce. |
| Fly if thou wilt bee flying. | V | Giulio Eremita. |
| At sound of hir sweet voyce. | VI | Lucretio Quintiani. |
| Browne is my Loue but gracefull. | VII | Alfonso Ferabosco. |
| The Wine that I so deerely got. | VIII | Alfonso Ferabosco. |
| Dolorous mournefull cares. | IX | Luca Marenzio. |
| In flowre of Aprills springing. | X | Alfonso Ferabosco. |
| Hills and woods, craggs and rocks. | XI | Lucretio Quintiani. |
| Lady my flame. The first part. | XII | Alfonso Ferabosco. |
| Sweet Lord. The second part. | XIII | Alfonso Ferabosco. |
| Sweet sparkle of Loues fire, | XIIII | Gio: Maria Nanino. |
| Now springs each plant to heauen. | XV | Lucretio Quintiani. |
| Sweet eyes admiring. | XVI | Ste. Venturi. |
Of 6.
| Loue quench this heat consuming. | XVII | Benedetto Palauacino. |
| Cruell, why dost thou flye mee. | XVIII | Benedetto Palauacino. |
| O gratious and worthiest. | XIX | Giouanni Croce. |
| Shall I liue so far distant from thee. | XX | Luca Marenzio. |
| So sayth my faire and beautifull. | XXI | Luca Marenzio. |
| For griefe I dye enraged. | XXII | Andrea Feliciane. |
| Daintie white Pearle. | XXIII | Antonio Bicci. |
| Hard by a Christall fountaine. | XXIIII | Giouanni Croce. |
Of 5.
I.
[...] THe white delightful Swanne sweet singing dyeth, sweet [...]sing- ing, sweet sing- ing, sweet singing dy- [...]eth, and I lamenting, feele both sence & life relen- ting, strange & vnlike [...]proceeding, & I I dye most blessed, I dye most blessed, I dye most blessed, [...]Death which in all thy wronging, filst mee with gladnesse, & with sweet loue long- [...]ing, filst mee with gladnesse, and with sweet loue long-ing, if in thy pangs no [...]greater griefe doe sease mee, a thousand deaths a day, should not displease mee. a [...]thousand deaths a day, a thousand deaths a day, (repeat) should not displease [...]mee.
II.
[...]ZEphirus: With flowres & hearbs & winters frost exi- leth, Zephirus brings the [...]time yt sweetly sen- teth, with flowres & hearbes, with flowres & hearbs and win- [...]ters frost exi-leth, Progne now chirpeth, Progne now chirps, & Phi- lomele la- [...]men- teth, Flora the garlands white & red compileth, white & [...]red compileth, Fields dooe reioyce the frow- ning skye relenteth, the frowning [...]skye relenteth, Ioue to behold his deerest daughter smileth, Ioue to behold [...]his deerest daughter smileth, th'aire the water the earth to ioy cōsenteth, to [...]ioy cōsenteth, Each creature now to loue him reconcyleth, each creature now to loue him [...]recōci- leth, Each creature now, each caeature now to loue him recon-
III.
[...] SO farre, deere life, from thy bright beames absented, [...]in griefe I liue, in griefe I liue tormented, but no disgrace of [...]for- tune, or starre most hate- full, can blot out of my brest thy name so [...]gratefull, thy name so grateful, for in my hart is kerued thy liuely shape & therby [...]loue refer- ued, still do I see th'and stil attend the morning, attēd the mor- [...]ning, to see the sunne, to see the sunne our hemisphere adorning, Oh if that blisful [...]howre, oh may once releiue mee, kill mee foorthwith good Loue, good loue, i [...] [...]shall: not grieue mee. [...]cyleth, him reconcileth.
IIII.
[...] CInthia thy song & chaūting, so strāg a flame in gentle [...]harts awa- keth, Cinthia thy song & chaūting, so [...]strang a flame in gentle harts in gentle harts awaketh, that euery cold desire wanton Loue [...]ma- keth, wanton loue maketh, soūds to thy praise & vaunting, sounds to thy [...]praise & vaūting, to thy &c. to thy praise & vaūting, of Sirens most cōmended, of [...]Sirens most commended, cōmended, that with delightfull tunes for praise contended, [...]for when thou sweetly soundest, thou soundest, thou neither kilst, thou neither kilst [...]nor woundest, but doost reuiue a nomber of bodyes buryed in perpetuall slomber. [...]in perpetuall slomber, in perpetuall slom- ber.
V.
[...] FLy if thou wilt be fly- ing, [...]foe to my hart, (repeat) most wrathfull, which [...]more & more grows faithfull, desire pursues thee crying, (repeat) [...]and of my dy-ing, (repeat) to tell thee of his tor- ment, and of my dying, But [...]if my harts desire be not, (repeat) with griefe cōfounded, I hope by [...]loue to see thee caught or wounded, (repeat) thee caught or woū- [...]ded but if my harts desire be not, (repeat) with griefe cōfounded, [...]I hope by loue to see thee caught or wounded, (repeat) thee [...]caught or wounded.
VI.
[...] AT sound of hir sweet voice & words betraying, at soūd of [...]hir sweet voice & words betraying, my hope auanced, but [...]as braue The-bes was built, but as braue Thebes was built, by harpes sweet playing, [...]by harps sweet playing; & fell by soūd of warlike trūpet, of warlike trūp cōfoun- [...]ded, of warlike trūp confounded, so that dispightful toūg with rage enflamed, soūd- [...]ing th'alarme, (repeat) sounding th'alarme vnto my hart ama- zed, of ye proud hope [...]the which to fall was framed, left not one rampire, left not one rampire to the [...]ground vnrazed.
VII.
[...] BRowne is my Loue but gracefull, (repeat) but gracefull, & [...]each renowned whitenesse, (repeat) and each renowned whitenesse, [...]matcht with thy louely browne looseth his brightnesse, his brightnesse. Faire is my [...]Loue but scornefull, faire is my Loue, but scornefull, (repeat) yet haue I [...]seene dis-pised, daintie white Lillies and sad flowres well prised, yet haue I seene dis-py- [...]sed, daintie white Lillies & sad flowres well prised, daintie white [...]Lillies, white dainty Lillies & sad flowres well prised, Browne is my Loue but [...]gracefull. (repeat) Browne is my Loue, browne is my [...]Loue but gracefull.
VIII.
[...]THe VVine that I so deerly got, sweetly sipping, sweetly sipping, mine eies, hath [...]bleared, and the more I am bard the pot, and the more I am bard the pot, the more to drinck [...]my thirst is steared, the more to drinck my thirst is steared, maugre ill luck & spitefull slaun- [...]ders, mine eyes shall not be my commaun-ders, for I maintaine, and euer shall, better [...](were) better (were) the windowes bide the daungers, then to spoile both the house [...]and all, then to spoile both the house and all, both the house and all, better [...]the windowes bide the daun- gers, better (were) the windowes bide the dan- gers, [...]then to spoile both the house and all, then to spoile both the house & all, then to spoile [...]both the house & all.
IX.
[...] DO- lorous mournefull cares, ruthles, tormenting, hatefull [...](hard) guyues, cursed bon- dage, wher in both nights and [...]dayes my hart, my hart, euer renting, wretch I bewayle my lost delightful plea- [...]saunce, sad scri- ches, how- ling, lamen- ting, [...]watry teares, watry teares shedding, & e- uerlasting grei- uance, & my liues [...]comfort, & my liues comfort, (the) bitter gall exce- ding, & my liues com- [...]fort, (the) bitter gall exce- ding, (the) bit- ter gall ex- ceeding.
X.
[...]IN flowre of A- prills spring-ing, of A- prills sprīging, [...]of A- prills, In flowre of A- prills, of Aprills sprīg, whē plea- sant [...]birds to sport thē, when &c- whē pleasant birds to sport thē, (repeat) [...]when &c. emong ye woods cōsort thē, war- [...]bling with chearful notes, with chearful notes, warbling with chearful notes, [...]warbling &c. & sweetly singing, for ioy (then) (repeat) for ioy Clori ye faire, for ioy [...](then) for ioy Clori ye faire hir song was chaūting, of hir & hir Elpine, of hir &c. [...]of hir &c. the sweet loues vaun- ting, of hir & hir Elpine, (repeat) [...]the sweet loues vaun- ting, the sweet loues vaūting, the sweet loues vaūting.
XI.
[...] HIlls &c. If in some place retired, I seeke & search, if in some [...]place retyred, if in some place retyred, I might assuage [...]my bitter plaint, my bitter plaint and gro- ning, & gro- ning, but now I see, [...]but now I see, one onely vale, one onely vale desi- red, one onely vale desi- [...]red, serues to repose my rimes & rest- les mo- ning, that murmuring do [...]go, that murmuring do go, that murmuring do go through fieldes, through [...]fieldes and mountaines, that murmuring doe go, that murmuring do go, that [...]murmuring doe goe, through fieldes through fieldes & mountaines.
XII. The first part.
[...]LA- dy, Lady, (repeat) my flame still burning, & [...]my cōsuming anguish, doth grow so great, yt life I feele to languish, doth grow so great, [...]that life I feele to lan- guish, I feele to languish. Oh let your hart be moued, [...] (repeat) to end my grief & yours so long time pro- [...]ued, & quēch ye heat, yt my chief part so fireth, & quēch &c. [...]so fireth, & quēch ye heat, yt my chief part so fireth, & quēch &c. so [...]fireth, & quench &c. yeelding the fruict that faithfull [...]loue requi- reth, yeelding the fruict, yeelding the fruict that faithfull [...]Loue requireth, yeelding the fruict that faithfull Loue requireth.
XIII. The second part.
[...]SWeet Lord, sweet Lord your flame still bur-ning, sweet Lord your flame still [...]bur- ning, and your cogsuming anguish, & your &c. cannot bee [...]more thē mine, (repeat) in which I languish. I languish, in which [...]I languish. Nor more your heart is mo- ued, to end my grief & [...]yours so long time pro- ued, but if I yeeld, & so your flame decreaseth, [...]decreaseth, Oh thē loose I my lo- uer, oh then loose I my louer & your loue [...]ceaseth, but if I yeeld, (repeat) & so your flame decreaseth, decreaseth, Oh then [...]loose I my Louer, Oh thē loose I my louer & your loue ceaseth, Oh thē loose I my [...]Louer, oh then loose I my Louer, & your Loue ceaseth.
XIIII.
[...] SWeet sparkle of Loues fire, (repeat) [...]if that thy [...]power bee such, (repeat) that clad in Beauties rich attyre, (repeat) [...]a thousand thousand harts, (repeat) with death & life thou [...]touch, What can bee said but only this, (repeat) thou mak'st men liue and [...]die euen as thy pleasure is. (repeat) thou mak'st men liue and [...]die euen as thy pleasure is. What can be said but only this, yu mak'st men liue & die euen [...]as thy pleasure is. (repeat) thou mak'st men liue & dye euen [...]as thy pleasure is.
XV.
[...]NOw springs each plant to heauen aloft aspiring, and in faire fields of Vio- [...]lets, and of sweet Ro- ses, and of sweet Ro- ses, chearful- [...]ly sport them, chearefully sport them, (repeat) wanton Loues with glad- nesse, [...]since shee whose sacred brest my life incloses, After so long distresse great griefe and [...]sad- nesse, great griefe & sad- nesse, doth make me bles- [...]sed, doth make mee blessed, doth make mee blest, a- boue all harts de- si- [...]ring, doth make mee bles- sed, doth make mee blessed, doth [...]make mee blest a- boue all harts de-si- ring.
XVI.
[...] SWeet eyes: ad-miring you I am left hart- les, (repeat) [...]sweet eyes admiring you I am left hart- les, (repeat) [...]you I am left hartles, for when you do leaue me, of my hart you be- [...]reaue mee, of my hart you bereaue mee, (repeat) Ah let not for [...]pitty, my griefe most haples, (repeat) vntimely slay mee, Ah I shall dye [...]with grie- uing, if you re- turne not, if you re- turne not, Ah I shall [...]dye, I dye with grie- uing.
Of 6.
XVII.
[...]LOue quench this heat consuming, Loue quench this heat consuming, to [...]much in one sole hart, to much in one sole hart thy fire is fuming, Cast but a [...]flame least painfull, cast but a flame least painfull, on those (hir) cold thoughts [...]& that desire cōgealed, Warming hir hart, warming hir hart disdainfull, that [...]feeling neuer found thy force reuealed, for neuer wel remained, A hart of [...]Ise, in brest of snow contayned. in brest of snow cōtained, for neuer well re- [...]mained, a hart of Ise, in brest of snow cōtained, in brest of snow contained.
XVIII.
[...]CRuell, cruell, why dost thou flye mee, why dost yu flye mee, why dost [...]thou flie mee? Thou hast my hart within thee, dost thou thinck by thy flying, [...]dost thou thinck by thy flying, cruell, to see mee dying? cruell to see me dying? [...]cruell to see mee dying? Oh, oh none alyue can die, none alyue can dye, Oh [...]none alyue can dye, hurtlesse vngrieued, and griefe can no man feele, of [...]hart depriued, of hart depriued. Oh, none aliue can dye, oh, none aliue can die, [...]hurtlesse vngrieued, hurtlesse vngrieued, & griefe can no man feele, of hart depriued, [...]of hart depriued, of hart depriued.
XIX
[...]O Gratious & worthiest of each creature, (repeat) [...]know you for why the fates, (repeat) the stars & heauen, the starres and [...]hea- uen, that worthie name of gra- tious haue giuen, (repeat) [...]to you so rare a feature, (repeat) rare a feature, bee- [...]cause with in your gratious face is dwelling, ech louely grace and fauour, loue- [...]ly grace and fauour most excelling, then if, then if, then if you are so gratious [...]faire as may bee, shew fruicts of grace, & doe not slay mee, (repeat) [...]shew fruicts of grace and doe not slay mee, and doe not slay mee.
XX.
[...] SHall I: Ah suffer not, ah suffer not each houre t'in- [...]crease my sighing, my sighing, see now my soule is flying, [...]see now my soule is flying, & if through griefe, through griefe of force it must con- [...]sume, yet let it pining dye, within thy milkwhite bo- some, see now my [...]soule is flying, (repeat) & if through griefe of force it must consume, [...]must con- sume, yet let it pining pi- ning die, within thy milkwhite bosome, (repeat) [...]within thy milkwhite bosome, thy milkewhite bosome.
XXI.
[...] SO saith my faire & beautifull Li-co-ris, when now and [...]then shee talketh, with mee of Loue, Loue is a sprit that [...]walketh, (repeat) that sores & flyes & none aliue can hold him, [...]nor touch him, nor behold him, yet when hir eyes shee tur- neth, I [...]spie wher he soiorneth, Till frō hir lippes he fetch him. yet whē hir eyes shee [...]tur- neth, I spie wher he soiorneth, till frō hir lippes he fetch him. [...]In hir eyes ther he flies, (repeat) but none can catch him, till from hir [...]lippes hee fetch him, till from hir lippes hee fetch him.
XXII.
[...] FOr grief I die enraged, for griefe I dye enra- ged, now [...]wretch I feele my selfe by snares engaged, for while to [...]much I ioy- ed, for while to much I ioy- ed, to much I ioy- ed, [...]new and more painefull bandes fierce loue employed, who hel- peth? [...]oh who me lamenteth? oh who me lamenteth? oh who me lamenteth? that wilfullie my [...]death, that wilfullie my death by loue preuenteth, that wilfullie my death by loue [...]preuen- teth, by loue preuen- teth.
XXIII.
[...] DAinty white white Pearle, & you fresh smyling [...]Ro-ses, The Nectar sweet distilling, Oh why are you vnwil- [...]ling, Oh why are you vnwil- ling, Ah Ah yet my soule hir self in them dis- [...]closes, Some reliefe, (repeat) (repeat) thence desi- ring. Some reliefe, (repeat) [...] (repeat) (repeat) (repeat) thence de-siring.
XXIIII.
[...]HArd by a Christal foūtaine, O-RIANA yt bright, lay doune a sleeping, The [...]birds they finely chirped, The birds they finely chirp'd, the winds were stilled, sweetly with [...]these accentings, (repeat) the aër was filled, Which heau'n for hir reser- [...]ueth, (repeat) Leaue sheppards your Lambs-keeping, (repeat) [...]Vpon the barren moūtaine, And Nimphs attend on hir & leaue your bowërs, [...]Then sang the sheppards & Nimphs of Di-a- na, Nimphs of Di-a-na, Long liue faire [...] ORIANA, faire ORIANA, Long liue faire ORIANA, Long liue faire ORI- [...]A- NA, (repeat) faire ORIANA, Long liue faire ORI- [...]ANA.
MVSICA TRANSALPINA.
QVINTVS. THE SECOND BOOKE OF Madrigalles, to 5. & 6. voices: translated out of sundrie Jtalian Authors & NEWLY PVBLISHED BY NICHOLAS YONGE.
AT LONDON Printed by Thomas Este. 1597.
To the Right Worshipfull & True louer of Musicke, Syr Henry Lennard KNIGHT.
NO one science draweth neerer to the essence of God, then this of Musicke. (For as God is altogether vnitie: So is Musicke proportionably an harmoniacall vnitie.) No man fauours men of that qualitie beyond your selfe. To no man am I more deepely beholding then to your good selfe. Lo then; In all these respects, and without all further ceremony, I heere present to your good iudgement this second Booke of MVSICA TRANSALPINA. Which (as well vpon the gracious acceptance of my first one,) As also the encouragement of sundry ciuill Gentlemen, and Marchants of good sorte) I haue carefully culled out of the Compositions of the best Authors in Italy. Perhaps they speake not English so well as they sing Italian. And (alas) how colde they, beeing as yet but late soiourners in England? Howbeeit I humbly desire, your selfe principally, and in your name all others for whose delight they were intended, to supply their defects with friendly interpretation. And so, humblie bowing my selfe, I rest.
The Table of all the Madrigales contained in these bookes, with the names of their seuerall Authors and Originalls.
Of 5.
| THE white delightfull Swanne. | I | Horatio Vecchi |
| Zephirus brings the time. | II | Alfonso Ferabosco. |
| So farre deere life. | III | Giulio Eremita. |
| Cinthia thy song & chaunting. | IIII | Giouannni Croce. |
| Fly if thou wilt bee flying. | V | Giulio Eremita. |
| At sound of hir sweet voyce. | VI | Lucretio Quintiani. |
| Browne is my Loue but gracefull. | VII | Alfonso Ferabosco. |
| The Wine that I so deerely got. | VIII | Alfonso Ferabosco. |
| Dolorous mournefull cares. | IX | Luca Marenzio. |
| In flowre of Aprills springing. | X | Alfonso Ferabosco. |
| Hills and woods, craggs and rocks. | XI | Lucretio Quintiani. |
| Lady my flame. The first part. | XII | Alfonso Ferabosco. |
| Sweet Lord. The second part. | XIII | Alfonso Ferabosco. |
| Sweet sparkle of Loues fire, | XIIII | Gio: Maria Nanino. |
| Now springs each plant to heauen. | XV | Lucretio Quintiani. |
| Sweet eyes admiring. | XVI | Ste. Venturi. |
Of 6.
| Loue quench this heat consuming. | XVII | Benedetto Palauacino. |
| Cruell, why dost thou flye mee. | XVIII | Benedetto Palauacino. |
| O gratious and worthiest. | XIX | Giouanni Croce. |
| Shall I liue so far distant from thee. | XX | Luca Marenzio. |
| So sayth my faire and beautifull. | XXI | Luca Marenzio. |
| For griefe I dye enraged. | XXII | Andrea Feliciane. |
| Daintie white Pearle. | XXIII | Antonio Bicci. |
| Hard by a Christall fountaine. | XXIIII | Giouanni Croce. |
Of 5.
I.
[...] THe white: Sweet sing- ing, sweet sing- [...]ing, sweet sing- ing, and I lamenting, [...]feele both sence & life relenting, strange & vnlike proce- ding, that he should [...]dye distressed, & I I dye most blessed, I dye most blessed, I dye most bles- [...]sed. filst mee with glad- nesse, filst mee with glad- nesse, and with [...]sweet loue longing, filst mee with glad- nesse, if in thy pangs no greater [...]griefe doe sease mee, a thousand deaths a day, (repeat) a thousand deaths a [...]day should not displease mee. a thousand deaths a day should not, a thousand [...]deaths a day should not dis- please mee.
II.
[...]ZEphirus brings the time yt sweet- ly sen- teth, with flowres and [...]hearbs & winters frost exileth, (repeat) with flowres & [...]hearbs &, with flowres & hearbs & winters frost exi- leth, Progne now chirpeth, [...]Progne now chirps, & Philome- le lamenteth, lamēteth, Flora the garlāds white & [...]red compi- leth, Flora ye garlāds white & red compi- leth, fields do reioyce, [...]the fields do reioyce (now) fields do reioyce, the frowning skye relen- teth, Ioue to [...]behold his deerest daughter smileth, Ioue to behold his deerest daughter [...]smileth, th'aire ye water the earth, (repeat) to ioy cōsenteth, to ioy consenteth, [...]Each creature now, each &c. to loue him recōcileth, Each creature now, (repeat)
III.
[...] SO farre, deare life from thy bright beames absen- [...]ted, in griefe I liue tormented, but no dis- [...]grace of fortune, can blot out of my breast thy name so gratefull, for (that) [...]for in my hart is kerued thy liuely shape, and ther thy loue reser- ued, still do I [...]see th'and still attend the morning, attend ye morning, to see the sunne, to see the [...]sunne our heimsplere ador- ning, oh if that blisfull houre, oh if that blisfull hour may [...]once relieue mee, kill mee foorthwith good Loue, and so it shall not grieue mee. [...]it shall not grieue mee. [...]Each creature now to loue him re- conci- leth.
IIII.
[...] CInthia thy song & chaun- ting, so strāg a flame in [...]gentle harts awaketh, so strang a flame in gentle harts awa- [...]keth, so strāg a flame in gentle harts, in gentle harts awa- keth, that euery cold de- [...]sire wanton Loue maketh, Loue maketh, sounds to thy praise & vaunting, to thy [...]praise & vaunting, (repeat) to thy praise & vaunting, of Sirens most, of Sirens [...]most, commended commended, that with delightfull tunes for praise contended, for [...]when thou sweetly soundest, thou neither kilst, thou neither kilst nor woundest, but [...]doost reuiue a nomber of bodyes buryed in perpetuall slomber. in perpetuall slomber, [...]in perpetuall slomber, in perpetuall slom- ber.
V.
[...] FLy if thou wilt bee fly- ing, foe [...]to my hart most wrath- full, which more & more growes [...]faithfull, desire pursues thee crying, which more & more growes faith- full, [...]and of my dy-ing, to tell thee of his torment, and of my dy- ing. But if my [...]harts desire be not with grief cōfoun- ded, I hope by loue to see thee caught or [...]woūded, (repeat) I hope by loue by loue to see thee caught or woū- [...]ded, but if my harts desire be not (repeat) I hope by loue to see thee [...]caught or wounded, caught or wounded, I hope by loue to see thee caught or wounded, [...]I hope by loue to see thee caught or woun- ded.
VI.
[...] AT sound of hir sweet voice & words betraying, at sound of [...]hir sweet voice & words betraying, (repeat) my [...]hope auanced, my hope auanc'd that faire desire had founded, but as braue Thebes was [...]built, but as braue Thebes was built, (repeat) by harpes sweet play- ing and [...]fell by sound, (repeat) of warlike trumpet, of warlike trump confoun- ded, [...]so that dispightfull tonge with rage enflamed, with rage enflamed, sounding th'a- [...]larme, (repeat) vnto my hart ama- zed, left not one ram- pire, left not [...]one rampire, vnrazed.
VII.
[...] BRowne is my Loue but gracefull, (repeat) Browne is [...]my Loue but gracefull, and ech renowned white- nesse, matcht with thy louely [...]browne looseth his brightnesse, and each renowned whitenesse, matcht with thy louely [...]browne looseth his brightnesse. Faire is my Loue but scorne- full, faire is my Loue, [...]faire is my loue but scornefull, faire is my loue but scorne- full, white dainty Lillies [...]and sad flowres well prised, yet haue I seene dis- pised, daintie white [...]Lillies and sad flowres well prised, daintie white Lillies & sad [...]flowres well prised, Browne is my Loue but gracefull. (repeat) [...]Browne is my Loue but grace- full.
VIII.
[...]THe VVine that I so deerly got, sweetly sipping, mine eies, the VVine that I so deere- ly [...]got, sweetly sipping, mine eies, hath blea- red, and the more, and the more I am bard [...]the pot, the more to drinck, the more to drinck my thirst is stea- red, but since ther- [...]by my hart is cheared, maugre ill luck & spitefull slaunders, mine eyes shall not be [...]my commaunders, for I maintaine, and euer shall, better the windowes bide [...]the daungers, better (were) the windowes bide the daun- gers, then to [...]spoile both the house and all, then to spoile both the house and all, better were ij. [...]the windowes bide the dangers, then to spoile both the house and all, [...]then to spoile both the house & all, both the house & all, then to spoile both the house & all.
IX.
[...] DO- lorous mournefull cares, ruth- les, tormen- ting, [...]hatefull (hard) guyues cursed bon- dage, cursed [...]bon- dage, wher in both nights and dayes my hart, my hart, euer renting, [...]wretch I bewayle my lost delight & pleasaunce, wofull lowd cryes, how- [...]ling lamen- ting, watry teares shedding, & e-uer- [...]lasting greiuance, and my dayly feding, & my liues comfort, & my liues comfort, [...]bitter gall exce- ding, & my liues comfort, & my liues comfort, & my liues [...]com- fort, (the) bitter gall exce- ding, (the) bitter gall exceeding.
X.
[...]IN flowre of A- prills spring- ing, In flowre, &c. [...]when pleasant birds to sport them, e- [...]mong ye woods cōsort thē, whē pleasant birds to sport them, emong ye woods cō- [...]sort them, emong ye woods consort thē, warbling with chearefull notes, [...]warbling &c. warbling with cheareful notes, (repeat) & [...]sweet-ly singing, for ioy Clori ye faire, for ioy (then) hir song was, for ioy Clori ye [...]faire hir song was chaun- ting, of hir & hir Elpine the sweet loues [...]vaunting, of hir &c. of hir & hir Elpine the sweet loues vaun- [...]ting, the sweet loues vaun- ting, the sweet loues vaunting.
XI.
[...] HIlls & woods, craggy rocks, and shores & foun- [...]taines, if in some place re-tired, I seeke and [...]search, I seeke and search, if in some place retyred, I might assuage my bitter [...]plaint, my bitter plaint and groning, and gro- ning, but now I see one onely [...]vale, one onely vale desi- red, serues to repose my rimes and restles [...]moning, that murmuring do go, that murmuring do go, that murmuring do [...]go, through fieldes & moun- taines, yt murmuring, that murmuring do [...]go, that murmuring doe goe through fieldes, through fieldes & moun- taines.
XII. The first part.
[...]LAdy, Lady my flame stil bur- ning, & my cōsuming an- gush, doth [...]grow so great, yt life I feele to lan- guish, doth grow &c. & my cōsuming [...]anguish, doth grow so great, & my cōsuming anguish, doth grow so [...]great, yt life I feele to lan- guish. Oh let your hart be moued, to [...]end my grief & yours so long time pro- ued, & quēch ye heat [...]that my chief part so fi- reth, & quēch &c. & quēce &c. [...]& quēch the heat, & quēch the heat, & quēch ye hert, yt my [...]chief part so fi- reth, yeelding ye fruict that faithful loue requireth, yeel- [...]ding the fruict, yeelding the fruict that faithfull loue requireth.
XIII. The second part.
[...]SWeet Lord, your flame stil bur- ning, your flame stil bur- ning, [...]your flame still bur- ning, & your cōsuming an- guish, and your [...]cōsuming anguish, your anguish, cannot be more thē mine in which I lāguish, I [...]languish, cannot be more thē mine, (repeat) in which I lan- guish. I lan- [...]guish. Nor more your hart is moued, to end my griefe and yours so long time [...]pro- ued, but if I yeeld, but if I yeeld & so your flame decreaseth, Oh thē loose I [...]my louer & your loue cea- seth, but if I yeeld, but if I yeeld & so your flame de- [...]creaseth, Oh thē loose I my louer & your loue cea- seth, Oh thē loose I my [...]louer, Oh then loose I my lo- uer & your loue cea- seth.
XIIII.
[...] SWeet sparkle of Loues fire, (repeat) if that [...]thy power bee such, (repeat) that [...]clad in Beauties rich attyre, a thousand thousand harts, (repeat) with [...]death & life thou touch, (repeat) What can bee said but only this, thou [...]mak'st men liue & die euen as thy pleasure is. thou mak'st men liue & die euen as thy [...]pleasure is. What can bee saide but only this, thou mak'st men [...]liue & die euen as thy pleasure is. thou mak'st men liue & die euen as thy pleasure is.
XV.
[...]NOw springs each plant to heauen aloft aspiring, now springs each plant to [...]heauen aloft aspiring, and in faire fields of Violets, and of sweet Roses, and [...]of sweet Roses, and of sweet Ro- ses, chearfully [...]sport them, (repeat) chearefully sport them, wanton Loues with glad-nesse, since [...]shee whose sacred brest my life incloses, After so long distresse great griefe & sad- [...]nesse, doth make mee blessed, doth make mee blessed, (repeat) [...]doth make mee blest, a- boue all harts de-si- ring. [...]doth make me blessed, doth make mee blessed, (repeat) doth make me blest a- [...]boue all harts de-si- ring.
XVI.
[...] SWeet eyes, admiring you I am left hartles, (repeat) [...]admiring you I am left hart- les, [...]of my hart you bereaue mee, for when as you doe leaue mee, of my [...]hart you bereaue me, (repeat) Ah Ah let not for pit-ty my griefe most hap- [...]les, vntimely slay me, left sole with out relieuing, if you returne not, [...]if you re-turne not, Ah I shall dye with grieuing, if you re-turne not, ah [...]I shall dye with grieuing.
Of 6.
XVII.
[...]LOue quēch this heat cōsuming, to much in one sole hart thy fyre is fuming, [...]Loue quēch &c. to much in one sole hart thy fire is fuming, thy fire is fuming, [...]to much &c. Cast but a flame least painfull, cast but a flame, [...]cast but a flame least painfull, on those cold thoughts & that de-sire cōgea- led, [...]Warming hir hart disdain- full, (repeat) that feeling neuer [...]found thy force re- uealed, for neuer well remained, for neuer well remained, [...]A hart of Ise in brest of snow con-tay- ned. A hart of Ise, in brest of [...]snow contained, for neuer well remained, a hart of Ise, in brest of snow con- [...]tai-ned, in brest of snow con-tained, in brest of snow contay- ned.
XVIII.
[...]CRuell, cruell, why dost thou flye mee, why dost thou flye mee, (repeat) [...]If so my death so great cōtent may winne thee, Thou hast my hart [...]with-in thee, dost thou thinck by thy flying, dost yu thinck by thy flying, (repeat) [...]by thy flying, cruell, to see me dying? to see mee dy-ing? Oh, [...]none alyue can die, none alyue can dye, (repeat) none aliue can die, [...]hurtlesse vngrieued, and grief can no man feele, of hart de- priued, of hart de- [...]pri ued, of hart depri- ued. Oh, none aliue can die, oh, none aliue can die, (repeat) [...]none aliue can dye, hurtlesse vngrieued, & griefe can no man feele, of [...]hart de-priued, of heart depriued.
XIX
[...]O Gratious & worthiest of each creature, ô gratious & worthiest, wor- [...]thiest of ech creature, know you for why the fates, the stars & heauen, (repeat) [...]this worthy name of grati-ous haue giuen, of gratious haue giuen, (repeat) [...]to you so rare a feature, (repeat) bee- [...]cause with in your louely face is dwelling, ech louely grace, & fauour most ex- [...]celling, most excelling, then if, then if you are so gratious faire as may bee, shew [...]fruicts of garce & do not slay mee, & do not slay mee, shew fruicts of grace, & [...]doe not slay mee, shew fruicts of grace and dooe not slay mee.
XX.
[...]SHall I liue so farre distant from thee, from thee my onely good & [...]sweetest pleasure, to feele paynes with-out measure, Ah suffer not, (repeat) [...]ah suffer not each houre t'increase my sighing, sighing, see now my soule is flying, [...] (repeat) is flying, and if through griefe of force, through griefe of [...]force, it must consume, pining dye, pi-ning dye, within thy milkwhite bo-some, [...]see now my soule is flying, (repeat) & if through griefe of force, [...]it must consume, must con- sume, yet let it pining dye, pi-ning dye, with- [...]in thy milke, within thy milkwhite bosome, within thy milkwhite bosome, bosome.
XXI.
[...]SO saith, my faire & beautifull Li-co-ris, when now and then shee talketh [...]with mee of loue, loue is a sprit that walketh, (repeat) that sores and flyes [...]& none aliue can hold nor touch him, nor behold him, yet whē hir [...]eyes shee tur- neth, I spie where hee soiorneth, in hir eies there hee [...]flies, (repeat) in hir eies there hee flies, but none can catch him, yet when hir [...]eyes she tur- neth, I spie wher he soiorneth, in hir eyes ther he flies, (repeat) [...]in hir eies ther he flies, but none can catch him, in hir eies ther he flies, (repeat) [...]in hir eyes ther he flyes, but none can catch him, till from hir lips he fetch [...]him, till from hir lips he fetch him.
XXII.
[...] FOr griefe I die enraged, now wretch I feele my self, now [...]wretch I feele my selfe by snares engaged, for while to [...]much I ioy- ed, for while to much I ioyed, new & more paineful, (repeat) [...]bandes fierce loue employed, who helpeth? oh who mee lamenteth? oh who me lamen- [...]teth? oh who mee lamenteth? that wilfullie my death, that wil-fullie my death by [...]loue preuen- teth, that wilfully my death by loue preuenteth.
XXIII.
[...] DAintie white Pearle & you fresh smy- ling Ro- [...]ses, Daintie white Pearle & you, & you fresh smy- ling [...]Ro- ses, The Nectar sweet distilling, Oh why are you vnwilling, Oh Ah yet my [...]soule hir self in them discloses, Some reliefe, (repeat) (repeat) thence desi-ring. Ah [...]yet my soule hir self in them discloses, Some reliefe, (repeat) (repeat) thence de- [...]siring. Some reliefe, (repeat) thence de-siring.
XXIIII.
[...]HArd by: The birds they finely chirped, The birds they finely chirp'd, the winds [...]were stilled, Sweetly with these accentings, (repeat) Sweetly with these accen- [...]tings the aër was fil-led, This is ye faire whose head a croune deserueth, Which heau'n for [...]hir reserueth, (repeat) Leaue sheppards your Lambs-keeping, Vpon the [...]barren mountaine, For shee the sheppards life maintaines and yowërs, Thē sang [...]the sheppards and Nimphs of Di-a-na, Nimphs of Di-a- na, Long liue faire ORI- [...]ANA, faire ORIANA, Long liue faire ORIANA, Long liue faire ORI- [...]ANA, faire ORIANA, Long liue faire ORIANA. (repeat)
MVSICA TRANSALPINA.
SEXTVS. THE SECOND BOOKE OF Madrigalles, to 5. & 6. voices: translated out of sundrie Jtalian Authors & NEWLY PVBLISHED BY NICHOLAS YONGE.
AT LONDON Printed by Thomas Este. 1597.
To the Right Worshipfull & True louer of Musicke, Syr Henry Lennard KNIGHT.
NO one science draweth neerer to the essence of God, then this of Musicke. (For as God is altogether vnitie: So is Musicke proportionably an harmoniacall vnitie.) No man fauours men of that qualitie beyond your selfe. To no man am I more deepely beholding then to your good selfe. Lo then; In all these respects, and without all further ceremony, I heere present to your good iudgement this second Booke of MVSICA TRANSALPINA. Which (as well vpon the gracious acceptance of my first one,) As also the encouragement of sundry ciuill Gentlemen, and Marchants of good sorte) I haue carefully called out of the Compositions of the best Authors in Italy. Perhaps they speake not English so well as they sing Italian. And (alas) how colde they, beeing as yet but late soiourners in England? Howbeeit I humbly desire, your selfe principally, and in your name all others for whose delight they were intended, to supply their defects with friendly interpretation. And so, humblie bowing my selfe, I rest.
The Table of all the Madrigales contained in these bookes, with the names of their seuerall Authors and Originalls.
Of 5.
| THE white delightfull Swanne. | I | Horatio Vecchi |
| Zephirus brings the time. | II | Alfonso Ferabosco. |
| So farre deere life. | III | Giulio Eremita. |
| Cinthia thy song & chaunting. | IIII | Giouanni Croce. |
| Fly if thou wilt bee flying. | V | Giulio Eremita. |
| At sound of hir sweet voyce. | VI | Lucretio Quintiani. |
| Browne is my Loue but gracefull. | VII | Alfonso Ferabosco. |
| The Wine that I so deerely got. | VIII | Alfonso Ferabosco. |
| Dolorous mournefull cares. | IX | Luca Marenzio. |
| In flowre of Aprills springing. | X | Alfonso Ferabosco. |
| Hills and woods, craggs and rocks. | XI | Lucretio Quintiani. |
| Lady my flame. The first part. | XII | Alfonso Ferabosco. |
| Sweet Lord. The second part. | XIII | Alfonso Ferabosco. |
| Sweet sparkle of Loues fire, | XIIII | Gio: Maria Nanino. |
| Now springs each plant to heauen. | XV | Lucretio Quintiani. |
| Sweet eyes admiring. | XVI | Ste. Venturi. |
Of 6.
| Loue quench this heat consuming. | XVII | Benedetto Palauacino. |
| Cruell, why dost thou flye mee. | XVIII | Benedetto Palauacino. |
| O gratious and worthiest. | XIX | Giouanni Croce. |
| Shall I liue so far distant from thee. | XX | Luca Marenzio. |
| So sayth my faire and beautifull. | XXI | Luca Marenzio. |
| For griefe I dye enraged. | XXII | Andrea Feliciane. |
| Daintie white Pearle. | XXIII | Antonio Bicci. |
| Hard by a Christall fountaine. | XXIIII | Giouanni Croce. |
Of 6.
XVII.
[...]LOue quēch this heat consuming, Loue quēch this heat cōsuming, to much in [...]one sole hart thy fire is fuming, to much in one sole hart thy fire is fuming, ast but a [...]flame least painful, cast but a flame, cast but a flame least pain- full, least [...]paine- full, on those cold thoughts and that desire congealed, desire congealed, [...]warming hir hart disdainfull, warming hir hart disdain- full, disdainful, yt feeling [...]neuer found thy force reuealed, for neuer well remayned, (repeat) a [...]hart of Ise, a hart of Ise, in brest of snow contained, in brest of snow contay- [...]ned, for neuer well remained, (repeat) a hart of Ise, a hart of Ise, in [...]brest of snow contayned, in brest of snow contayned.
XVIII.
[...]CRu- ell, why dost thou flye mee, why dost thou flye mee, If so [...]my death so great con-tent may winne thee, Thou hast my heart with-in thee, [...]dost thou thinck by thy flying, dost thou thinck by thy flying, (repeat) [...]cruell, to see me dying? cruell, to see me dying? Oh, none alyue can die, none a- [...]lyue can dye, none alyue can dye, (repeat) hurtlesse vngrieued, and griefe can [...]no man feele, of hart depriued, of hart depriued, of hart depriued, Oh, oh none a- [...]liue, none, aliue can dye, oh, none aliue can die, hurtlesse vngrieued, hurtlesse vngrie- [...]ued, & griefe can no man feele, of hart depriued, of hart depriued.
XIX
[...]O Gratious & worthiest of ech creature, ô gratious & worthiest & wor- [...]thiest of ech creature, know you for why ye fates, (repeat) (repeat) the stars & [...]heauē, ye stars & heauē, this worthy name of gra-tious haue giuen, this worthy name, this [...]worthy, this worthy name of gratious haue giuen, to you so rare, so rare a feature, to [...]you so rare, so rare a feature, because within your gratious face is dwelling, (repeat) [...]ech louely grace & fauour most excelling, most excelling, thē if, [...]then if you are so gratious faire as may bee, shew fruicts of grace, & doe not [...]slay mee, slay mee. (repeat) doe not slay me, slay me, shew fruicts of [...]grace, shew fruicts of grace and dooe not slay mee, and doe not slay mee. (repeat)
XX.
[...] SHall I liue so farre distant from thee, from thee my one-ly [...]good and sweetest pleasure, to feele paines without measure, [...]Ah suffer not, suffer not, suffer not, ah suffer not each houre t'in-crease my sigh- [...]ing, see now my soule is flying, (repeat) & if through griefe of [...]force it must consume, must con- sume, yet let it pining, pining dye, see now my [...]soule is flying, (repeat) & if through griefe, through griefe of force it [...]must consume, yet let it pining die, within thy milkwhite bo- some, (repeat) [...]thy milkewhite bosome.
XXI.
[...]SO saith my faire & beautifull Li-co-ris, when now & then shee talketh, [...]when now & then she talketh, Loue is a sprit that walketh, a sprite that walketh, [...]that sores & flyes, and none aliue can hold him, and none aliue can hold him, [...]Nor touch him, nor behold him, yet whē hir eies she tur- neth, I [...]spy wher hee soiorneth, Till from hir lippes hee fetch him. Yet when hir [...]eyes shee tur- neth, I spie where hee soiorneth, Till from hir [...]lippes hee fetch him. In hir eyes, ther hee flyes, (repeat) in hir eyes ther he flyes, [...]but none can catch him, till from hir lips he fetch him, till from hir lips he fetch him.
XXII.
[...] FOr grief I die, for grief I dye enraged, now wretch I [...]feele my selfe by snares engaged, for while to much I [...]ioy- ed, for while to much I ioyed, new and more painefull, new [...]& more painefull bandes fierce loue employed, who helpes? who helpes? oh who [...]mee lamenteth? oh who mee lamenteth? who mee lamenteth? that wilfullie my death by [...]loue preuenteth, that wilfullie my death by loue preuen- teth, that wil-fullie my [...]death by loue preuenteth.
XXIII.
[...] DAinty white Pearle & you fresh smyling Roses, Daintie [...]white pearle & you, & you, The Nectar sweet distilling, [...]Oh oh why are you vnwilling of my sighes inly fi- ring? Ah Ah yet my [...]soule hir selfe in them dis-closes, Some reliefe, (repeat) (repeat) thence de-si-ring. [...]Some reliefe, (repeat) (repeat) (repeat) thence de-siring.
XXIIII.
[...]HArd by a Christal foūtaine, a Christall fountaine, ORIANA ye bright, (repeat) [...]lay doune a sleeping, The birds they finely chirped, The birds they finely chirp'd, [...]the winds were stilled, sweetly with these accentings, (repeat) th'aër was [...]fil- led, This is that faire whose head a croune deserueth, Which heau'n for [...]hir reserueth, (repeat) Leaue sheppards your Lambs-keeping, Vpon the [...]barren moūtaine, And Nimphs attend on hir & leaue your bowërs, Then sang the [...]sheppards & Nimphs of Di- a- na, Nimphs of Di-a-na, Long liue faire ORIANA, [...]Long liue faire ORIANA, (repeat) (repeat) faire ORIANA, [...]Long liue faire ORIA- NA, (repeat) Long liue faire ORIANA.
MVSICA TRANSALPINA.
BASSVS. THE SECOND BOOKE OF Madrigalles, to 5. & 6. voices: translated out of sundrie Jtalian Authors & NEWLY PVBLISHED BY NICOLAS YONGE.
AT LONDON Printed by Thomas Este. 1597.
To the Right Worshipfull & True louer of Musicke, Syr Henry Lennard KNIGHT.
NO one science draweth neerer to the essence of God, then this of Musicke. (For as God is altogether vnitie: So is Musicke proportionably an harmoniacall vnitie.) No man fauours men of that qualitie beyond your selfe. To no man am I mere deepely beholding then to your good selfe. Lo then; In all these respects, and without all further ceremony, I heere present to your good iudgement this second Booke of MVSICA TRANSALPINA. Which (as well vpon the gracious acceptance of my first one,) As also the encouragement of sundry ciuill Gentlemen, and Marchants of good sorte) I haue carefully called out of the Compositions of the best Authors in Italy. Perhaps they speake not English so well as they sing Italian. And (alas) how colde they, beeing as yet but late soiourners in England? Howbeeit I humbly desire, your selfe principally, and in your name all others for whose delight they were intended, to supply their defects with friendly interpretation. And so, humblie bowing my selfe, I rest.
The Table of all the Madrigales contained in these bookes, with the names of their seuerall Authors and Originalls.
Of 5.
| THE white delightfull Swanne. | I | Horatio Vecchi |
| Zephirus brings the time. | II | Alfonso Ferabosco. |
| So farre deere life. | III | Giulio Eremita. |
| Cinthia thy song & chaunting. | IIII | Giouanni Croce. |
| Fly if thou wilt bee flying. | V | Giulio Eremita. |
| At sound of hir sweet voyce. | VI | Lucretio Quintiani. |
| Browne is my Loue but gracefull. | VII | Alfonso Ferabosco. |
| The Wine that I so deerely got. | VIII | Alfonso Ferabosco. |
| Dolorous mournefull cares. | IX | Luca Marenzio. |
| In flowre of Aprills springing. | X | Alfonso Ferabosco. |
| Hills and woods, craggs and rocks. | XI | Lucretio Quintiani. |
| Lady my flame. The first part. | XII | Alfonso Ferabosco. |
| Sweet Lord. The second part. | XIII | Alfonso Ferabosco. |
| Sweet sparkle of Loues fire, | XIIII | Gio: Maria Nanino. |
| Now springs each plant to heauen. | XV | Lucretio Quintiani. |
| Sweet eyes admiring. | XVI | Ste. Venturi. |
Of 6.
| Loue quench this heat consuming. | XVII | Benedetto Palauacino. |
| Cruell, why dost thou flye mee. | XVIII | Benedetto Palauacino. |
| O gratious and worthiest. | XIX | Giouanni Croce. |
| Shall I liue so far distant from thee. | XX | Luca Marenzio. |
| So sayth my faire and beautifull. | XXI | Luca Marenzio. |
| For griefe I dye enraged. | XXII | Andrea Feliciane. |
| Daintie white Pearle. | XXIII | Antonio Bicci. |
| Hard by a Christall fountaine. | XXIIII | Giouanni Croce. |
Of 5.
I.
[...] THe white delightfull Swanne sweet singing dyeth, sweet [...]sing- ing, sweet sing- ing, sweet singing dyeth, [...]and I lamenting, feele both sence & life relenting, strange & vnlike proceeding, [...]that he should dye di-stressed, & I I dye most blessed, I dye most blessed, I [...]dye most blessed. Death which in all thy worng- ing, filst me with gladnes, filst [...]me with glad- nesse, and with sweet loue longing, if in thy pangs no [...]greater griefe doe sease mee, a thousand deaths a day, a thousand deaths a day, (repeat) [...]a thousand deaths a day should not displease mee.
II.
[...] ZEphirus: With flowres & hearbs & winters frost ex- i- leth, Ze-phi-rus [...]brings the time that sweetly senteth, with flowres & hearbs and winters frost ex-i- [...]leth, Progne now chirpeth, Progne now chirps, & Philomele lamen- [...]teth, Flora the garlands white & red compileth, fields do reioice, the [...]frowning, frowning skye relen- teth, Ioue to beehold his dee- [...]rest daughter smileth, th'aire the water the earth, to ioy consenteth, Each creature [...]now to loue him reconci- leth, Each creature now, to loue, Each creature [...]now to loue him reconcileth.
III.
[...] SO farre, deare life, deere life, from thy bright beames ab- [...]sented, in griefe I liue tormented, but no disgrace of for- [...]tune, or starre most hateful, can blot out of my brest thy name so gratefull, thy name so [...]gratefull, for in my hart is kerued thy liuely shape & therby loue reser- ued, still do [...]I see th'and still attend the attend the morning, to see the sunne our hemisphere a- [...]dor- ning, oh if that blisfull houre, may once relieue mee, good [...]Loue, good loue it shall not grieue mee.
IIII.
[...] CInthia thy song & chaūting, so strange a flame in gentle [...]harts, in gentle harts awaketh, Cinthia thy song & chaūting, [...]so strange a flame in gentle harts awaketh, that euery cold desire wanton Loue maketh, [...]wanton Loue maketh, sounds, to thy praise and vaunting, sounds to thy praise and [...]vaunting, of Sirens most commended, of Sirens most commended, for whē thou [...]sweetly soundest, thou neither kilst, thou neither kilst, nor woūdest, but doost reuiue a [...]nomber of bodyes buryed, in perpetuall slomber.
V.
[...] FLy if yu wilt: Foe to my hart most wrathfull, (repeat) [...]Desire pursues thee crying, which more and more grows [...]faithfull, desire pur-sues thee crying, desire pursues thee cry- ing, to [...]tell thee of his torment, & (of) my dying, But if my harts desire be not, with griefe [...]confounded, I hope by Loue to see thee caught or woūded, I hope by loue to [...]see thee caught or wounded. But if my harts desire be not, with grief cōfounded, [...]I hope by loue to see thee caught or wounded, I hope by loue to see thee [...]caught or wounded.
VI.
[...] AT sound of hir sweet voice & words betraying, at soūd of [...]hir sweet voice & words betraying, but as braue Thebes was [...]built by harps sweet playing, but as braue Thebes was built by harps sweet playing, [...]& fell by sound of warlike trūpet, of warlike trumpet, of warlike trumpe con- [...]founded, so that dispightful tongue with rage enfla- med, sounding th'alarme, soūd- [...]ing th'alarme, sounding th'a-larme vnto my hart amazed, of that proud hope the which [...]to fall was framed, left not one rampire to the ground vnrazed,
VII.
[...] BRowne is my Loue but gracefull, (repeat) [...]and each renowned whitenesse, (repeat) and each re- [...]nowned whitnesse, matcht with thy louely browne, looseth his brightnesse. looseth his [...]brightnesse. Faire is my loue, but scornefull, faire is my Loue, but scorne- full, [...]yet haue I seene dispised, daintie white Lillies and sad flowres well prised, and sad flowres [...]well prised, Browne is my Loue but gracefull, (repeat) [...]Browne is my Loue, but grace- full.
VIII.
[...]THe wine that I so deerly got, sweetly sipping myne eyes hath bleared, mine [...]eyes hath blea- red, & the more I am bard the pot, & the more I am bard the pot, [...]the more to drinck my thirst is stered, but since therby my hart is chered, [...]maugre ill luck & spitefull slaunders, and euer shall, & euer shall, bet-ter the win- [...]dowes bide the daungers, better the windowes bide the danger, then to spoile [...]both the house and all, then to spoile both the house and all, bet- ter the windowes [...]bide the daungers, bet-ter the windowes bide the dangers, then to spoile both ye [...]house & all, then to spoile both the house and all, both the house & all.
IX.
[...] DO-lo-rous mournefull cares, ruthles tormenting, hate- [...]full guyues, cursed bon- dage, cursed bonds, sharp- [...]est endu- raunce, wretch I bewaile me, wofull loud cryes, how- [...]ling, lamenting, watry teares shedding, watry teares shed, [...]& e-uerlasting grieuaunce, & my liues comfort, & my liues comfort, bitter gall [...]excee- ding, & my liues comfort, & my liues comfort, (the) bitter gall ex- [...]cee- ding.
X.
[...]IN flowre of A- prills springing, In flowre of A- prills [...]springing, whē pleasant birds to sport them, emong ye woods consort [...]them, when pleasant birds to sport thē, emong ye woods consort thē, warbling with [...]chearful notes, (repeat) warbling with chearful notes, & sweetly singing, and [...]sweetly singing, for ioy (then) (repeat) for ioy Clori the faire, for ioy (then) hir song [...]was chaūting, of hir & hir Elpine, the sweet loues vaun- ting, of [...]hir & hir Elpine, the sweet loues vaunting, the sweet loues vaunting.
XI.
[...] HIlls &c. I seeke & search, if in some place retyred, if [...]in some place retyred, If in some place retired, I might as- [...]suage, my bitter plaint, my bitter plaint & gro- ning, but now I see, one onely [...]vale, one onely vale desired, serues to repose my rimes & restles moning, that [...]murmuring do go, that murmuring do go, through fieldes, through fieldes & moun- [...]taines, that murmuring doe go, that murmuring do go, through fieldes, through [...]fieldes & mountaines.
XII. The first part.
[...]LA- dy, La- dy, my flame still bur- [...]ning, & my cōsuming anguish, doth grow so great, that life I feele [...]I feele to languish, Oh let your hart be moued, to end my grief, & yours [...]so long time pro- ued, and quench the heat, that my chiefe part so fireth, [...]and quench the heat that my chiefe part so fireth, so fireth, yeelding the fruict [...]that faithfull loue requireth, and quēch the heat that my chief part so fi- [...]reth, so fireth, yeelding ye fruict that faithfull loue requireth, yeelding the [...]fruict that faith- ful loue requireth.
XIII. The second part.
[...]SWeet Lord, sweet Lord your flame still bur- ning, sweet [...]Lord your flame still bur- ning, and your consuming anguish, and your [...]consuming anguish, cannot bee more then mine, in which I languish. can- [...]not bee more then mine in which I languish, I languish. Nor more your heart is [...]moued, to end my griefe & yours so long time pro- ued, but if I yeeld, [...]but if I yeeld, and so your flame decrea- seth, Oh then loose I my louer & [...]your loue cea- seth, but if I yeeld, but if I yeeld & so your flame de- [...]crea- seth, Oh then loose I my Louer and your loue cea- seth, Oh [...]then loose I my Louer, and your Loue ceaseth.
XIIII.
[...] SWeet sparkle &c. That clad in Beauties rich attyre, (repeat) [...]a thousand thousand harts, (repeat) [...]with death & life thou touch, What can bee said but only this, (repeat) [...]Thou mak'st men liue and die euen as thy pleasure is. What can bee said, but [...]on- ly this, Thou mak'st men liue & dye euen as thy pleasure is.
XV.
[...] NOw springs each plant to heauen aloft aspiring, and in faire [...]fields of Violets, and of sweet Ro- ses, and of sweet [...]Ro- ses, chearfully sport them, (repeat) chearfully sport them, sport them, [...]wanton Loues with glad- nesse, After so long distresse great griefe & sad- nesse, [...]doth make mee blessed, doth make mee bles- sed, doth make mee blest, a- [...]boue all harts de-si- ring, doth make me blessed, doth make me bles- [...]sed, doth make mee blest a- boue all harts de-si-ring.
XVI.
[...] SWeet eyes admiring you I am left hartles, sweet eyes ad- [...]miring you I am left hartles, of my hart you bereaue mee, [...]for when as you do leaue mee, of my hart you beereaue mee, Ah let not for pitty, [...]my griefe most haples, vntime- ly slay mee, Ah I shall dye with grieuing, if [...]you returne not, Ah I shall dye with grieuing.
Of 6.
XVII.
[...] LOue quench this heat consuming, to much in [...]one sole hart thy fire is fuming, Cast but a flame least pain- [...]full, cast but a flame least pain- full, on those cold thoughts & that desire con- [...]gealed, Warming hir hart disdainfull, that feeling neuer found thy force reuea- [...]led, for neuer well remained, A hart of Ise, in brest of snow contained. [...]in brest of snow contained, for neuer well re-mained, a hart of Ise, in [...]brest of snow contained, in brest of snow contained.
XVIII.
[...] CRuell, why dost thou flye mee, why dost thou [...]flye mee? Thou hast my heart within thee, dost thou [...]thinck by thy flying, dost thou thinck by thy flying, cruell, to see me dying? Oh, [...]oh, none alyue can die, none alyue can dye, oh, none alyue can dye hurtlesse [...]vngrieued, and griefe can no man feele, of hart depriued, of hart depriued, oh, [...]oh none aliue can dye hurtlesse vngrieued, & griefe can no man feele, of [...]hart depriued, of hart depriued.
XIX
[...]O Gratious & worthiest of ech creature, (repeat) [...]of ech creature, know you for why the fates, know you for why the fates, [...]the stars & heauen, this worthy name of gra-ti-ous haue gi-uen, haue [...]gi-uen, gi-uen, this worthy name of grati-ous haue giuen, to you so rare a feature, [...]to you so rare a feature, because within your gratious face is dwelling, each [...]louely grace & fauour most excelling, most excel- ling, then if you are so grati- [...]ous faire as may bee, shew fruicts of grace, & doe not slay mee, doe not slay mee, [...]doe not slay mee, shew fruicts of grace, and do not slay me, doe not slay mee, doe [...]not slay mee.
XX.
[...] SHall I: Ah suffer not, (repeat) suffer not ech houre t'in- [...]crease my sighing, see now my soule is flying, (repeat) [...]& if through griefe of force it must con- sume, yet let it pining dye, (yea) dye [...]within thy milkwhite bo-some, see now my soule is flying, (repeat) & [...]if through griefe of force it must con- sume, yet let it pining die, (yea) dye with- [...]in thy milkwhite bo-some, within thy milkewhite bosome.
XXI.
[...] SO saith my faire & beautifull Li-co-ris, when now and [...]then shee talketh, (repeat) with mee of Loue, Loue is [...]a sprit that walketh, that sores & flyes & none aliue can hold him, (repeat) [...]nor touch him, nor behold him, yet when hir eyes shee turneth, I spie wher [...]hee soiorneth, Till from hir lippes hee fetch him. yet when hir eyes shee turneth, I [...]spie wher he soiorneth, Till from hir lippes he fetch him. In hir eyes ther he flies, [...]but none can catch him, till from hir lippes he fetch him, till from hir lippes he fetch him.
XXII.
[...] FOr griefe I die, for griefe I dye enraged, now wretch I [...]feele my selfe by snares engaged, for while to much I ioyed, [...]for while to much I ioyed, new and more painefull bandes fierce loue employ- [...]ed, fierce loue employed, who helpes? who helpes? oh who mee lamenteth? oh [...]who me lamenteth? who me lamenteth? that wilfullie my death by loue preuenteth, that [...]wilfullie my death by loue preuenteth, that wil-ful-lie my death by loue preuenteth, [...]by loue preuenteth.
XXIII.
[...] DAinty white Pearle & you, & you fresh smyling [...]Roses, The Nectar sweet distilling, Oh oh why are [...]you vnwilling of my sighes inly firing? Ah yet my soule hir selfe in them discloses, [...]Ah yet my soule hir selfe in them discloses, Some re-liefe, thence de-siring. Some [...]re-liefe thence de-siring.
XXIIII.
[...] HArd by: The birds they finely chirped, The birds they finely chirp'd, the winds [...]were stilled, sweetly with these accentings, (repeat) th'aër was filled, Which [...]heau'n for hir reserueth, (repeat) Leaue sheppards your Lambs-keeping, (repeat) [...]Vpon the barren moūtaine, For shee the sheppards liues main- [...]taines & yowërs, Then sang the sheppards & Nimphs of Di-a-na, Nimphs of Di-a-na, [...]Long liue faire ORIANA, faire ORIANA, Long liue faire ORIA- [...]NA, Long liue faire ORIANA ▪ faire ORIANA, Long liue faire ORIA- [...]NA.