E questa quella fede (Onofrio Antenoreo)

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• (Posted 2025-06-23)  CPDL #85567:        (Diplomatic score) (Practical score)

Editor: Andreas Stenberg (submitted 2025-06-23).   Score information: A4, 7 pages, 126 kB   Copyright: CPDL

Edition notes: A double edition: Diplomatic score in mensural notation and practical score.

General Information

Title: E questa quella fede
Composer: Onofrio Antenoreo
Lyricist:
Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: ATTB
Genre: Secular, Madrigal

Language: Italian
Instruments: A cappella

First published: 1505 in Frottole libro 2 (Petrucci, Venice), no. 43
Description: 

Original text and translations

Italian text E Questa quella fede   La qual tu me mostravi   Dir tanto che me amavi   Senza inganno. Hor che mhai preso alhamo     Di me piu non fai stima     ma chi vq in alta cima     Scende al basso Sempre dissi hai lasso     chel tuo amor era finto     ma in tanto labirinto     Era preso Tanto de amore acceso     che non vedea piu lume     si como ha per costume     Chi se inamora Io maledisco lhora     chio viddi el tuo bel volto     per che son facto stolto    Per amare Che val mio biastimare     che atanto son conducto     che io bramo esser destructo     Lalma e el core Voria per men dolore     giacer gia nel inferno     e mai in sempiterno     Far partita Non uro piu stare in vita     ne piu piacer bramare     horsu te vo lassare     Adio signora La mort gia me acora     e tiemme in sua balia     crudel signora mia     Senza fe

English translation So this is that faith you showed me? Telling so often that you love me without deceit. Now that you have had my love You no longer respect me. He who gained the high peak descends to the bottom. I always said you would tire of me, that your love was false. And yet into this maze I was drawn. With so much burning love before me, I no longer saw light. So it is with anybody who falls in love. I curse now that I saw your beautiful face which made me foolish, made me love. What is the use of blaming, that I have been led on so far, that I long to be destroyed My soul and my heart? I want less pain I wish I were already in hell never, ever To leave. I no longer want to stay alive nor do I desire pleasure I want to leave you Goodbye lady Death is already with me and keeps me at his mercy, cruel lady of mine Without faithfulness.