Ahi, chi ti insidia (Luca Marenzio)

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  • (Posted 2017-06-12)  CPDL #44949:          (Finale 2014)
Editor: Willem Verkaik (submitted 2017-06-12).   Score information: Letter, 3 pages, 337 kB   Copyright: CPDL
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General Information

Title: Ahi, chi ti insidia
Composer: Luca Marenzio
Lyricist: Angelo Grillo

Number of voices: 5vv   Voicing: SATTB
Genre: SecularMadrigal

Language: Italian
Instruments: A cappella

First published: 1598 in L'ottavo libro de madrigali a cinque voci, no. 6

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Original text and translations

Italian.png Italian text

Ahi, chi ti insidia al boscareccio nido,
O mia fera gentile? Ahi, chi ti tende,
Audace il laccio? Ahi, miser, chi t'attende,
Al varco, empio pastor Bifolco infido?
Deh! fuggi i paschi avelenati, e'l fido
Tuo Lidio mira, che dolente stende,
L'amiche braccia per raccorti, e prende,
A sdegno il veltro e di chi caccia il grido.

Vieni, deh! vieni a me, timida e bella,
E non sdegnar chi t'allettò sovente
Con l’esca dolce di verace amore.
Vieni, speranza mia, se, tenerella,
Non t'increbbe star meco; e da gl'horrori
De' boschi fuggi, e da rapace genti.

English.png English translation

Who sets a trap for you in the woodsy den,
my gentle creature? Who boldly lays
a snare for you? Ah, poor wretch, who awaits you
at the passage—the wicked, faithless shepherd Bifolco?
Hush, flee the empoisoned pastures, and behold your faithful
Lidio, who, grieving, opens his friendly arms
to receive you, and despises
the hound and the hunter’s cry.
Come, yes!, come to me, timid and comely one,
and do not scorn him who often allured you
with the sweet bait of true love.
Come, my hope, if, tenderly,
it would not diplease you to be with me; and flee
the horrors of the woods, and greedy people».

Translation by Campelli