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- CPDL #32540:
Finale 2008
- Editor: André Vierendeels (submitted 2014-07-27). Score information: A4, 3 pages, 82 kB Copyright: CPDL
- Edition notes:
General Information
Title: Ecco pur vinti
Composer: Enrico Radesca
Lyricist:
Number of voices: 2vv Voicing: SB
Genre: Secular, Madrigal
Language: Italian
Instruments: Basso continuo
Published: 1616
Description:
External websites:
Original text and translations
Italian text
Ecco pur vinti quelli,
ch'enceladi superbi al regno mio,
mossero l'armi di pensier rubelli:
Provin' hor come fulmina possente,
irato nume osseso,
e dolce sguardo acceso
di due lumi pietosi al raggio ardente:
vostro don vostr'honore,
don ne s'io son il trionfante Amore.
Che sol può tanto la mia fac'e'l dardo,
quanto può 'l vostro riso e'l vostro sguardo.