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'''Description:''' The text is a verbatim excerpt from the Aeneid, the epic poem by | '''Description:''' The text is a verbatim excerpt from the Aeneid, the epic poem by | ||
Virgil (Book IV, lines 651-658). Queen Dido, driven from her native | Virgil (Book IV, lines 651-658). Queen Dido, driven from her native | ||
city by her evil brother, the murderer of her husband, has founded | city by her evil brother, the murderer of her husband, has founded | ||
the city of Carthage. The Trojan Aeneas, himself a refugee after the | the city of Carthage. The Trojan Aeneas, himself a refugee after the | ||
fall of his city, is shipwrecked off Carthage as he strives to | fall of his city, is shipwrecked off Carthage as he strives to | ||
fulfill his destiny, which is to found a city which will ultimately | fulfill his destiny, which is to found a city which will ultimately | ||
lead to the founding of Rome. Dido welcomes Aeneas hospitably. They | lead to the founding of Rome. Dido welcomes Aeneas hospitably. They | ||
then fall | then fall in love, and she considers herself to be married to him. | ||
When Aenaes, believing he is forced by the will of the gods, | When Aenaes, believing he is forced by the will of the gods, | ||
reluctantly abandons Dido, she prepares to commit suicide. She sees | reluctantly abandons Dido, she prepares to commit suicide. She sees | ||
the bed she has shared with Aeneas, and some of his garments. She | the bed she has shared with Aeneas, and some of his garments. She | ||
falls on the bed, kisses it, and then stabs herself there. The | falls on the bed, kisses it, and then stabs herself there. The | ||
following are among Dido's last words. ''--Paul Pascal, Professor Emeritus of Classics, University of Washington'' | following are among Dido's last words. ''--Paul Pascal, Professor Emeritus of Classics, University of Washington'' | ||
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''Translation supplied by Paul Pascal, Professor Emeritus of Classics, University of Washington'' | ''Translation supplied by Paul Pascal, Professor Emeritus of Classics, University of Washington'' | ||
Objects dear to me, while divine fate allowed it: receive this life | Objects dear to me, while divine fate allowed it: receive this life | ||
and release me from these troubles. I have lived; and the course that | and release me from these troubles. I have lived; and the course that | ||
fortune had allotted to me I have fulfilled; and now the great ghost | fortune had allotted to me I have fulfilled; and now the great ghost | ||
of myself will go beneath the earth. I have erected a noble city; I | of myself will go beneath the earth. I have erected a noble city; I | ||
have seen my own fortification walls. When I had avenged my husband, | have seen my own fortification walls. When I had avenged my husband, | ||
I exacted the penalty from my brother, our enemy. Happy--alas, too | I exacted the penalty from my brother, our enemy. Happy--alas, too | ||
happy--if only the Trojan ships had never touched our shores! | happy--if only the Trojan ships had never touched our shores! | ||
</poem> | </poem> | ||
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- CPDL #07719:
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- Editor: Art Levine (submitted 2004-08-05). Score information: Letter, 6 pages, 112 kB Copyright: Personal
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Title: Dulces exuviae
Composer: Adrian Willaert
Lyricist: Virgil, Dido & Aeneas
Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: SATB
Genre: Secular, Motet
Language: Latin
Instruments: a cappella
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Description: The text is a verbatim excerpt from the Aeneid, the epic poem by Virgil (Book IV, lines 651-658). Queen Dido, driven from her native city by her evil brother, the murderer of her husband, has founded the city of Carthage. The Trojan Aeneas, himself a refugee after the fall of his city, is shipwrecked off Carthage as he strives to fulfill his destiny, which is to found a city which will ultimately lead to the founding of Rome. Dido welcomes Aeneas hospitably. They then fall in love, and she considers herself to be married to him. When Aenaes, believing he is forced by the will of the gods, reluctantly abandons Dido, she prepares to commit suicide. She sees the bed she has shared with Aeneas, and some of his garments. She falls on the bed, kisses it, and then stabs herself there. The following are among Dido's last words. --Paul Pascal, Professor Emeritus of Classics, University of Washington
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Original text and translations
Latin text
Dulces exuviae, dum fata deusque sinebat,
accipite hanc animam meque his exsolvite curis,
Vixi et quem dederat cursum fortuna peregi,
et nunc magna mei sub terras ibit imago.
Urbem praeclaram statui, mea moenia vidi,
ulta virum poenas inimico a fratre recepi,
felix, heu nimium felix, si litora tantum
numquam Dardaniae tetigissent nostra carinae.
English translation
Translation supplied by Paul Pascal, Professor Emeritus of Classics, University of Washington
Objects dear to me, while divine fate allowed it: receive this life
and release me from these troubles. I have lived; and the course that
fortune had allotted to me I have fulfilled; and now the great ghost
of myself will go beneath the earth. I have erected a noble city; I
have seen my own fortification walls. When I had avenged my husband,
I exacted the penalty from my brother, our enemy. Happy--alas, too
happy--if only the Trojan ships had never touched our shores!
French translation
Vêtements chers à mon cœur, tant que les destins et les dieux le permirent,
recevez mon âme et délivrez-moi de mes tourments,
j'ai fini de vivre et la course que le destin m'a accordée, je l'ai accomplie.
Maintenant, c'est une grande ombre qui va aller sous la terre.
J'ai bâti une ville magnifique, j'ai vu mes remparts,
j'ai vengé mon mari et puni mon frère meurtrier.
Heureuse, hélas trop heureuse si seulement
les vaisseaux dardaniens n'avaient jamais touché nos côtes.