O cessate di piagarmi (Alessandro Scarlatti)
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- Contributor: David Newman (submitted 2008-07-31). Score information: Letter, 2 pages, Copyright: Public Domain
- Edition notes: Cross posting by Art Song Central - Lyrics in both Italian and English - English lyrics by Dr. Theodore Baker - Edition in E Minor.
General Information
Title: O cessate di piagarmi
Composer: Alessandro Scarlatti
Lyricist: Nicoló Minato (ca.1630-1698)
Number of voices: 1v Voicing: Soprano Solo
Genre: Secular, Aria
Language: Italian
Instruments: Piano
Published: In 1904 in "Anthology of Italian song of the seventeenth and eighteenth centuries".
Description: The aria "O cessate di piagarmi" is from an aria in the opera "Pompeo".
External websites:
- Entry at Wikipedia for this composer.
- Parisotti's Anthology is available here.
- Entry at "Art Song Central" for this song.
- Entry at the "Lied and Art Song Texts Page".
- English translation at the "Lied and Art Song Texts Page".
- Portuguese translation at the "Lied and Art Song Texts Page".
- German translation at the "Lied and Art Song Texts Page".
- http://www.recmusic.org/lieder/get_text.html?TextId=36861 English lyrics for this aria are at the "Lied and Art Song Texts Page". ]
Original text and translations
Italian text
- O cessate di piagarmi,
- O lasciatemi morir!
- Luc’ ingrate,
- Dispietate,
- Più del gelo e più del marmi
- Fredde e sorde a’ miei martir.
- Più d'un angue, più d'un aspe
- crudi e sordi a' miei sospir,
- [occhi alteri,
- ciechi e fieri,]1
- voi potete risanarmi,
- e godete al mio languir.
English translation
- Sesto:
- O stop wounding me,
- O leave me to die!
- eyes so ungrateful, merciless,
- more than ice and more than marble
- cold and deaf to my sufferings!
- and you enjoy my fainting.
- More than a snake, more than an asp,
- cruel and unhearing to my sighs,
- eyes so proud,
- unseeing and ferocious,
- you have power to make me well again,
- and you enjoy my fainting.
