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Melchior Schramm
(c.1553 - 1619)
Vulnerasti cor meum
(S.A.T.T.B.)
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From Sacræ Cantiones, Nurnberg, 1576. Edition offered at original pitch (high chiavette) for S.A.T.T.B. or transposed down a fourth for tha same forces.
Lyrics: Song of Solomon 4:9,10
Vulnerasti cor meum, soror mea, sponsa: vulnerasti cor meum in uno oculorum tuorum et in uno crine colli tui.
Quam pulchrae sunt mammae tuae soror mea sponsa, pulchriora sunt ubera tua vino et odor unguentorum tuorum super omnia aromata.
My sister, my spouse, thou hast wounded mine heart: thou hast wounded mine heart with one of thine eyes and with a chain of thy neck.
My sister, my spouse, how fair is thy love? How much better is thy love than wine? and the savour of thine ointments than all spices?
Vulnerasti cor meum, soror mea, sponsa: vulnerasti cor meum in uno oculorum tuorum et in uno crine colli tui.
Quam pulchrae sunt mammae tuae soror mea sponsa, pulchriora sunt ubera tua vino et odor unguentorum tuorum super omnia aromata.
My sister, my spouse, thou hast wounded mine heart: thou hast wounded mine heart with one of thine eyes and with a chain of thy neck.
My sister, my spouse, how fair is thy love? How much better is thy love than wine? and the savour of thine ointments than all spices?