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Welcome to Hyperion Records, an independent British classical label devoted to presenting high-quality recordings of music of all styles and from all periods from the twelfth century to the twenty-first.
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Je ne puis / Par un matin / Le premier jor / IUSTUS
Duplum Je ne puis plus durer sanz vos, Biau cuers savoreus et dolz, Se n’avez merci de moi. Pour vous sui en grant esmai Et ai este longuement. A mains jointes humblement Merci vos proi. Je vous serf, si com je doi, Loialment, en bone foi, Si que, quant je ne vous voi, Je me muir touz, Com finz loiaus amoureus; Et sanz moi Coument durez vous?
Triplum Par un matin me levai Por deduire et pour moy alegier; Delez Blangi m’en alai Si trouvai Seant en un vergier, Touse chantant de cuer gai Et legier; Chapel de Mai Fesoit et d’esglantier. Je regardai, Pres de li m’ajostroi, Je la saluai Et li dis bonement: «Bele au cors gent, De moi vos faz present. A vos me rent Et mon cuer vos otroi. Faisons que doi D’un trop bel esbanoi. Tenez ma foi, Que ja ne vos faudrai.» «Foi que vos doi» Dist, «Sire, non ferai, Ainz amerai Qui j’aim de cuer gai.»
Quadruplum Le premier jor de Mai, Acordai Ce quadruble renvoisie, Car en ce tens sont amanz cointe et liez. Et je me truis d’amors desconseillie, Nunques confort n’i trovai; Et por ce ja ne m’en partirai, Car j’encontrai Celui dont dolour ai. S’ele n’a de moi merci, Je n’avrai mais nul jour le cuer joli. Pour ce lui pri Et salu par ce novel chant ici, Que ce li plaist a ami, C’aucun confort prochain aie de li.
Duplum I cannot continue any longer without you, fair, delicious and sweet heart, if you do not have pity upon me. I am greatly smitten with you and have been for a long while. I humbly beseech you for grace with joined hands. I serve you, as I ought, loyally and in good faith, so that, when I do not see you I die, like a loyal and courtly lover; and how do you continue without me?
Triplum One morning I rose up to delight and enjoy myself. I went by Blangi and in a garden I found a lass sitting and singing with a gay, untroubled heart; she was making a May garland from wild roses. I studied her and came near to her, greeted her and said in a courteous fashion: ‘Fair one, I abandon myself to you; I give myself entirely to you and grant you my heart. Let us regale ourselves with a very sweet diversion. Believe me, I will never betray you.’ ‘By my faith, sir’, she said, ‘I will not do it, but I will love him whom I love with a joyous heart.’
Quadruplum On the first day of May I have devised this joyful quadruplum, for this is the season when lovers are elegant and happy. And yet I find myself bewildered by love, finding no comfort in it. I will never abandon it for that, however, because I have met her from whom my pain comes. If she does not have mercy upon me I will never again have a glad heart. Therefore I beseech her, greeting her with this new song, that if it pleases her to have a love, she has one, for I have no solace at hand for the pain she brings me.