Aminta

thumb|right|Lost is all the time that you don't spend in love. Aminta is a play written by Torquato Tasso in 1573. Quotations Ovunque i mi sia, io sono Amore.Ne'pastori non men, che ne gli heroi;E la disagguaglianza de'soggetti,Come à me piace, agguaglio. Wherever I am, I am Love, no lessamong these shepherds than with nobility.And inequalities of subjects to my ruleI balance as I please. Prologue Forse, se tu gustassi anco una voltaLa millesima parte de la gioieChe gusta un cor amato riamando,Diresti, ripentita, sospirando:Perduto è tutto il tempoChe in amar non si spende. Thus if just once you tastedthe thousandth part of joy's flavor,savor from a loving and beloved heart,repentently you'd say:"Lost is all that timeI didn't spend in love!" Act I, scene i, lines 26–31. Variant translations: All time is truly lost and goneWhich is not spent in serving love. All time is lost that is not spent in love. Lost is all the time that you don't spend in love. S'ei piace, ei lice What you wish, you may. Act I, Chorus. Femina, cosa mobil per natura,Più che fraschetta al vento, e più che cimaDi pieghevole spica. Woman, a thing changeable in nature,more than whistles in the wind and more than the tipof a supple stalk of wheat. Act I, scene ii. Compare: "Varium et mutabile semper femina", Virgil, Aeneid, 4.569. Tu prima, Onor, velastiLa fonte dei diletti,Negando l'onde a l'amorosa sete. You, Honor, you first veiledThe fountains of delight,Denying those waves to the thirsting lovers. Act I, Choro, line 358. Veramente il secol d'oro è questo,Poiché sol vince l'oro, e regna l'oro. This is truly the age of gold,since only gold wins and gold reigns. Act II, scene i. Amor servo de l'oro, è il maggior mostro,Et il più abominabile, e il più sozzo,Che produca la terra, o 'l mar frà l'onde. Love the servant of gold is the greatest,foulest, most abominable monstercreated on earth or amid the sea's waves. Act II, scene i. Il mondo invecchia,E invecchiando intristisce. The world grows old,and growing old, withers away. Act II, scene ii. thumb|Now don't you know how woman is made?She flees, and fleeing wants to be caught;she denies, and denying wants to be carried off;she fights, and fighting wishes to be vanquished. Hor, non sai tu, com'è fatta la donna?Fugge, e fuggendo vuol, che altri la giunga;Niega, e negando vuol, ch'altri si toglia;Pugna, e pugnando vuol, ch'altri la vinca. Now don't you know how woman is made?She flees, and fleeing wants to be caught;she denies, and denying wants to be carried off;she fights, and fighting wishes to be vanquished. Act II, scene ii. O che gentileScongiuro hà ritrovato questo scioccoDi rammentarmi la mia giovanezza,Il ben passato, e la presente noia. Oh, such a gentle entreatythis fool has found,reminding me of my youth,of pleasures past and present woes! Act II, scene ii. Amor nascente hà corte l'ali, à penaPuò sù tenerle, e non le spiega à volo. Newborn Love has short wings. He can scarcelyhold them up, and does not spread them out to fly. Act II, scene ii. thumb|Love... in two beautiful eyes I will apprehend this art. Amor, leggan pur gli altriLe Socratiche carte,Ch'io in due begl'occhi apprenderò quest'arte. Love, let others readThe Socratic papers,While in two beautiful eyes I will apprehend this art. Act II, Chorus. Dispietata pietateFù la tua veramente, ò Dafne, allhora,Che ritenesti il dardo. Oh Dafne,you truly had pitiless pitywhen you stayed my dart. Act III, scene ii. Non bisogna la morte,Ch'astringer nobil cuore,Prima basta la fede, e poi l'amore. No need for death,For to wring two heartsFirst faith sufficed and then love. Act III, Chorus. La pietà messaggiera è de l'Amore,Come'l lampo del tuon. Pity is the messenger of Loveas lightning is of thunder. Act IV, scene i. La vergogna ritien debile amore;Ma debil freno è di potente Amore Modesty restrains weak love,but it is a weak bridle to powerful love. Act V, scene i. External links Aminta Aminta Amyntas, A Tale of the Woods Amyntas, A Tale of the Woods true Hayward, Malcoln (1997). "Torquato Tasso, Aminta: A Translation" Category:Plays