Ultimi miei sospiri (Philippe Verdelot)

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• (Posted 2020-05-21)  CPDL #58728:       

Editor: Pothárn Imre (submitted 2020-05-21).   Score information: A4, 4 pages, 117 kB   Copyright: CPDL

Edition notes: Transcribed from Madregali di Verdelot a sei, Gardano 1561. Original key (chiavi naturali) and note values. The two Altos notated in transposed violin clef. The source has fidel in each voice, which we have modified to fedel.

• (Posted 2008-06-04)  CPDL #17071:        (Finale 2007)

Editor: Paul R. Marchesano (submitted 2008-06-04).   Score information: Letter, 7 pages, 88 kB   Copyright: CPDL

Edition notes: Note values have been halved and barlines added for modern convention. Original key one step lower.

General Information

Title: Ultimi miei sospiri
Composer: Philippe Verdelot

Number of voices: 6vv   Voicing: SAATBB
Genre: Secular, Madrigal

Language: Italian
Instruments: A cappella

First published: 1541 in La più divina et più bella musica che se udisse giamai delli presenti madrigali, 6vv, Venice

Description: This madrigal is the source of 2 parodies: a mass by Philippe de Monte and a Magnificat by Lassus.

External websites: This madrigal (and the parody mass by de Monte) have been recently recorded by Cinquecento

Original text and translations

The translation is given as literal and not as poetic translation, with the hope that the original intent of the words is communicated and follows the Italian text closely. Corrections/suggestions are welcome.

Italian text Ultimi miei sospiri che mi lasciate fredd' e senza vita. Contate i miei martiri A chi morir mi vede et non m'aita, et dite: o beltà infinita, dal tuo fedel ne caccia empio martire. Et se questo gli e grato, gitene rat' in ciel a miglior stato, ma se pietà gli porg'il vostro dire, tornat' a me, ch'io non vorro morire.

English translation My last sighs who leave me cold and without life. Tell my martyrdoms to the one who sees me die and does not help me, and say: O infinite beauty, from your faithful one pitiless suffering chases us, and if this is pleasing to her, go swiftly to heaven to a better state, but if your words arouse her pity, return to me because I do not want to die.