O dolce diva mia (Peregrinus Cesena)

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  • (Posted 2025-06-01)  CPDL #85285:        (Diplomatic score) (Practical score)
Editor: Andreas Stenberg (submitted 2025-06-01).   Score information: A4, 7 pages, 109 kB   Copyright: CPDL
Edition notes: A double edition, a diplomatic score in mensural notation and a practical score.

General Information

Title: O dolce diva mia
Composer: Peregrinus Cesena
Lyricist:
Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB
Genre: SecularMadrigal

Language: Italian
Instruments: A cappella

First published: 1505 in Frottole libro 2 (Petrucci, Venice), no. 24
Description: 

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Original text and translations

Italian.png Italian text

O dolce diva mia
    Unica mia signora
    Resta che gionto
       e l'hora del partire

Oyme voria morire
    pria che abandonarte
    ma pur in altre parte
      Andar convegno

El cor ti lesso impegno
    el qual te aricomando
    Oyme che lacrimando
      Me ne vado

Oyme che a terra cado
    indebilito e smorto
    Oyme che expresso torto
    Mi fa el cielo

O viso caro e belo
    quando fia mai quel giorno
    che a te faccia ritorno
    e te riveda.

Qyme chi fia chi cieda
    al dol constante e forte
    che me condice amorte
       Apocho apocho

Oyme non trova loco
    laspro mio tormento
    ne mai piu fia contento
      El tristo core.

Onde per tal dolore
    sentomi consumare
    dovendo abandonare
      Ogni mio bene

English.png English translation

Oh, my sweet goddess,
My only lady,
Stay that day and the hour
of departure

Oh me, I would rather die
before leaving you.
but still in another place
I go to meet you.

My heart is fully commited
which I dedicate to you
Oh me, who weeping
go away.

Oh me, who fall to the ground,
weakened and pale.
Oh me, who tell of the wrong
That heaven does to me

Oh, dear and beautiful face,
when will that day ever come
when I return to you
and see you again.

Who will ask
for the constant and strong pain
That condemns me to death
little by little

Oh me, I find no rest
from my bitter torment
nor will my sad heart
ever be happy.

Of this pain
I feel myself consumed
As I have to leave
All my good