Source title | Este soneto se a de tañer algo apriesa es facil de tañer. soneto. Primero grado. |
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Title in contents | A monte sale el amor en el primero grado (+2ª pars A los montes de Diana) |
Text incipit | A monte sale el amor |
Category intabulation song
Genre villancico
Fantasia type
Mode 1
Voices 3
Length (compases) 82
Tuning G
Courses 6
Final V/2
Highest I/7
Lowest VI/0
Difficulty easy
Tempo medium
Language ES
Vocal notation cifras rojas texted
A song presumably by Valderrábano that sets an unknown text. The text comprises four stanzas set to the same melody. The setting is divided into two parts. At the beginning of the piece, Valderrábano’s rubric reads: “This soneto has to be played quite quickly; it is easy to play” and applies to the setting of the first quatrain. At the beginning of the second section, Valderrábano writes: This second variation is on the same melody, the opening should be played slowly” (Esta otra diferencia del mismo soneto, la entrada tañerse a despacio.) The melody is slightly modified for the new setting of the accompaniment.The third and fourth stanzas are printed at the end of the tablature with the instruction “Go back to the beginning with the words of these verses”. The texture of Valderrábano’s setting appears to be more an instrumentally conceived accompaniment than an arrangement of vocal polyphony. In Pujol’s edition it is presented as Soneto IV (pujol1965)
A monte sale el amor
de la isla muy nombrada
donde Venus es honrada
y el tenido por señor.
A los montes de dia
nava el tirano a motear
porque no dexa lugar
qu’el violento no profana
Diana es la castidad,
Los montes la pudicicia,
La caca que se cobdicia
Es ganar la voluntad.
Mirad qué aveys de entender
Desta ysla y montería,
Qu'es qualquiera fantasía
Donde nasce el bien querer.
To the mountain comes love
of the much named island
where Venus is honoured
and he is held as lord.
To the mountains by day
the tyrant goes to motear
because he leaves no room
The violent one doesn't profane
Diana is chastity,
The mountains are the modesty,
The hunt that is protected
Is to win the will.
Look what you have to understand
Of this island and montería,
That it is any fantasy
Where good will is born.