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<p><b>Mogens Peders�n</b> (a. 1585-1623) is one of the most outstanding
danish composers from the early 17'th century. Like other of his contemporary
music talented fellow country men he travelled to Venice in italy to learn
from the famous Giovanni Gabrieli at the saint Marco Church.</p>
<p>During his sencond visit to Venice a collection of his five part
madrigals, <em>MADRIGALI A CINQUE VOCI. LIBRO PRIMO</em> was printed by the
venetian music publisher Angelo Gardano. The madrigals published here are
modern editions of the compositions from this collection.</p>
<p>In order to process the M-Tx sources of the madrigal scores you'll need
the macro package <a href="../ravenscroft/common.zip">mensural.tex</a> found
at the Werner Icking sheet music archive.</p>
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<p>In English the lyrics of the madrigals mean something like:</p>
<dl>
<dt><a name="1"></a>1. <em>Ecco la Primavera</em> poem by Ercole Cavalletto</dt>
<dd>Her comes the spring which by the presence of the sun gives new life
to the rose and the viol. The loving birds will, with the sweet pain of
their hearts, intensify their singing.</dd>
<dt><a name="2"></a>2. <em>Se nel partir da voi</em></dt>
<dd>If by leaving you, my dear, I feel torment and pain, I will exult
thousand and thousand times at the day of my happy return. If without
you, my sweetest heart, I live no more, then I will live singing of my
life the whole day.</dd>
<dt><a name="3"></a>3. <em>Morir� cor mio</em></dt>
<dd>I die, my heart, if you do not succour my tired life. Because night
and day I live in pain and misery. My dearest, through which miracle
are you doing it? You want my death, you cruel, for giving me full
mercy.</dd>
<dt><a name="4"></a>4. <em>T'amo mia vita!</em> poem by Battista
Guarini</dt>
<dd>'I love you, my life', my beloved says sweetly to me, and, with this
one most lovely phrase, she seems serenely to change her heart, to make
me master of it. O sweet and delightful words! Make haste, Love, to
imprint them on my heart! Let my soul breathe through them alone: let
'I love you, my life' be my whole life.</dd>
<dt><a name="5"></a>5. <em>O che soaue baccio</em> poem by Battista
Guarini</dt>
<dd>Oh what a blissful kiss I got from my lady. I do not know if it was a
gift from her or a theft by me. But even if that is theft then let
nobody desire courteousness. Just make a thief of yourself, Cupid, for
I forgive you, and entirely leave the gift for the theft.</dd>
<dt><a name="6"></a>6. <em>Son viuo e non son viuo</em></dt>
<dd>I am alive and not alive. I am dead and totally deprived of death. Oh
cruel love, oh hard fate, that you keep me in doubt of life and death.
Tell me, my life, if I am alive and which life is mine. And if I live
then I will be living loving you and serving you.</dd>
<dt><a name="7"></a>7-8. <em>Care lagrime mie</em></dt>
<dd>My dear tears, messengers of my hard pains, alas, since you can't
soften the heart that has no pity for my sorrow; if you [my love] from
my weeping have grown fond of the sea then be so kind as to extinguish
my burning fire. Rise so much that I may sink into my own weeping.</dd>
<dt><a name="9"></a>9. <em>Come esser pu� ch'io viua</em></dt>
<dd>How comes it that I live when I am deprived of the nourishment that
can keep me alive? And how comes it that I live at the same time as the
the hope of enjoying again lives in me? Just speak it out, you [my]
heart, that I am a living corpse because of love.</dd>
<dt><a name="10"></a>10. <em>S'io rido et scherzo</em></dt>
<dd>If I laugh and joke and at the sometime sing, then I do it, oh lady,
to hide for others my great sorrow devouring my heart. What shall I do,
what is your advice, Cupid, to put an end to my great pain?</dd>
<dt><a name="11"></a>11-12. <em>Nell' apparir dell' amorosa Aurora</em></dt>
<dd>At the sweet dawn Filisto, sitting on his hide, together with Agrio,
Mopso and the great shepherd Negrino began to strike up these words:
while the sun appears from east let us sing in sweet style and greet
the new and green April. Then they all let the air resound with
beautiful harmonies. Now that the winds have been banished together
with the white snow and the rime which used to threaten with so much
misery and now that the elements stay quiet let us sing together and
greet the month that renews the land with flowers.</dd>
<dt><a name="13"></a>13. <em>Tra queste verdi fronde</em></dt>
<dd>Among these green leaves, at the murmur of the billows, among these
herbs and flowers Aminta and Clori gathered the fruits of love.
Friendly and courteous leaves formed hiding places which were the only
to know the lovers' sweet and blessed thefts. Let Heaven guard you
gracious like the laurel that preserves its green from (the time of)
Gemini to (the time of) Taurus.</dd>
<dt><a name="14"></a>14. <em>Amor, per tua merc�</em></dt>
<dd>Have mercy with me, Amor and go to her who is so cruelly refractory
to me. Pierce her heart with an arrow and give me revenge. Say to her:
how could you have the heart to let him die who loves you so much?</dd>
<dt><a name="15"></a>15. <em>Donna, mentre i' vi miro</em> poem by Battista
Guarini</dt>
<dd>My lady, while admiring you I change visibly and take your
appeareance. And transformed I expire my soul in one single sigh: O
lifegiving beauty, O deathgiving beauty, as a heart is so rapidly
reborn by you and die born by you.</dd>
<dt><a name="16"></a>16. <em>Non voglio pi� seruire</em></dt>
<dd>I'll not serve any more that untrustworthy who makes me die, but
joyfull I will sing everywhere, any time: insane is he that falls in
love with a lady. Never more shall a lady torment me.</dd>
<dt><a name="17"></a>17. <em>Dimmi, caro ben mio</em></dt>
<dd>Tell me, my dear, was the kiss you gave me sign of life or death? It
was sign of life because I breathed out my soul on your lips. It was
not sign of death because joy overwhelmed my heart. You are silent, oh
treacher, your kiss was mortal life, life giving death!</dd>
<dt><a name="18"></a>18. <em>Io non credea gi� mai</em></dt>
<dd>I did not imagine one could live in such misery. Now I feel it under
pain and tears alone among the other lovers. For I would never have
thought that one could live without soul and without heart.</dd>
<dt><a name="19"></a>19. <em>Lascia, semplice</em></dt>
<dd>Permit, you simple, permit your aged lover to burn from love. And
don't say that I'm less faithfull than him because of my young age. You
will see a green tree burning little by little when it has been lit by
a prolonged fire. An arid trunk is consumed and extinct in a moment by
a poor flame.</dd>
<dt><a name="20"></a>20-21. <em>Madonn', Amor</em></dt>
<dd>My lady, Amor and I were singing together one day such that nothing
was heard sung more beautifully. She sang about her arrows and about
the beauties and I sang about both delights. And after a sequence of
charming fughettas[1] she hove a sigh[2] - pause[3]. Then Amor merged
her cantus firmus[4] with the tenor[5] and I joined in with a beautiful
cointerpoint[6]. In due time she let the charming voices sound such
that in comparison the song of the Muses was just fluttering[7] notes.
Gentle accents[8], passages[9], ties[10] long and short meters[11] made
the harmony[12] so delightful that she at that time left the song as
far as one could hear. Tired she ceased her song and said: silence. And
for me she performed both cadences[13] in blissed kisses. <br>
<br>
The Italian text of <em>Madonn', Amor</em> is interspersed with words
from (17th century) Italian music terminology reflected in the musical
composition:
<ol>
<li>fughetta - short fugue</li>
<li>sospiro - short rest</li>
<li>pausa - rest</li>
<li>canto fermo - cantus firmus, plainsong</li>
<li>tenore - tenor voice, tenor part</li>
<li>contrapunto - counterpoint, rhythmically independant melody</li>
<li>confuse - fusa: mensural notation duration corresponding to an
8th note, semifusa: 16th note</li>
<li>accenti - accents, musical ornaments</li>
<li>passagi - passages, figuration</li>
<li>legature - ligatures, ties</li>
<li>misure - relation between note values, meter</li>
<li>armonia - chord</li>
<li>cadenza - cadence, harmonic conclusion</li>
</ol>
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