T H E D E P A R T M E N T 0 F M U S I C
MARCH 15, ig6i, at 8:30 O'CLOCK
SKINNER RECITAL HALL
THE MADRIGAL GROUP
ARTHUR SATZ, conductor
lo son fenice Claudio Monteverdi
I am a phoenix and you are the flame which burns me little
by little. You are the sun and I molten wax i I must die
of you. But death is so sweet to me that to die again,
I return to life.
Amatemi ben mio Luca Marenzio
Love me, my beloved, and sweeten my life. You show me no
pity. I will live disconsolate if I love you alone and am
not loved in return. Nourish my heart with your love,
for if not, I long to live no more.
Ahi che quest' occhi mici Giovanni Pierluigi da Palestrina
Alas, these eyes of mine which once were happv have become
fountains of grief, day and night shedding bitter tears.
Alas, my breast, which once was ice, is all fire, like a
living furnace. So am I consumed by the face of m%
Scherzan intorno i pargoletti imori Sahmone Rossi
Little cupids play around you, o my clear star. Violets and
roses compete for your favor, for you, among the beautiful,
are most beautiful of all.