Non vuò pregare (Orazio Vecchi)

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• (Posted 2017-02-18)  CPDL #43189:         

Editor: James Gibb (submitted 2017-02-18).   Score information: A4, 2 pages, 36 kB   Copyright: CPDL

Edition notes: Reformatting of #9276, with minor adjustments to the underlay.

• (Posted 2009-04-09)  CPDL #19193: 

Editor: Christian Mondrup (submitted 2009-04-09).   Score information: A4, 3 pages, 90 kB   Copyright: Personal

Edition notes: Includes lute tablature and keyboard transcription. MusiXTex file is zipped.

• (Posted 2005-08-30)  CPDL #09276:         

Editor: Brian Russell (submitted 2005-08-30).   Score information: A4, 2 pages, 16 kB   Copyright: CPDL

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• (Posted 2003-03-24)  CPDL #04677: 

Editor: Marco Gallo (submitted 2003-03-24).   Score information: Letter, 1 page, 19 kB   Copyright: Personal

Edition notes: listed alphabetically by composer.

• (Posted 2000-08-29)  CPDL #01304:        (Finale 2000)

Editor: Claudio Macchi (submitted 2000-08-29).   Score information: Letter, 1 page, 24 kB   Copyright: CPDL

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General Information

Title: Non vuò pregare
Composer: Orazio Vecchi

Number of voices: 3vv   Voicing: SAB
Genre: Secular, Madrigal

Language: Italian
Instruments: A cappella

First published: 1590 in Selva di varia ricreatione, no. 16
Description: 

Original text and translations

Italian text Non vuò pregare chi non m'ascolta, Chè la mia diva d'amore è priva; La ride, la ghigna, la burla, la sprezza chi fa l'amore. Ahimè'l mio core! Grido pietade la notte e'l giorno, Ma la nemica non ode mica; L'è sorda, l'è muta, l'è cieca, l'è priva di vero amore. Ahimè'l mio core! Sai ch'io ti dico: tu vai penando, E'l tempo perdi con gli anni verdi; Si prende a sollazzo, a piacere, a conforto l'altrui dolore. Ahimè'l mio core!

English translation I won't pray to one who is not listening, My goddess is lacking of love; She laughs, sneers, jokes, She despises one who feels love. Alas, my poor heart! I cry for mercy day and night, But the enemy doesn't listen; She's deaf, dumb, blind, She lacks true love. Alas, my poor heart! I tell you: you live in pain, And lose time along with the green years; One takes as amusement, as pleasure, As comfort someone else's pain! Alas, my poor heart!