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Inspired on the life and work of Giordano Bruno
for piano, clarinet, trombone, electric guitar, violin, double bass, recorder, singer, percussion and electronics
Performed by Ensemble MAE
If by cynical tooth you are pierced,
Curse yourself, O barbarous dog;
Who vainly flaunt at me your cudgel and sword,
Beware, lest you incense me.Because you wrongly attack me to my face,
I slash your hide and rip you up;
And if, perchance, my body falls to earth
You infamy shall be inscribed in marble.Go not naked to steal honey from the bee;
Nor bite what might be stone or bread;
Nor go unshod when sowing thorns.Do not despise, O fly, the spider's web;
O mouse, pursue not frogs;
Flee foxes, O spawn of fowl.And believe in the Gospel
Which fervently admonishes that
Those who sow the seeds of error
Reap from this, our field, Remorse.
Translated by Edward A. Gosselin and Lawrence S. Lerner
(University of Toronto Press, reprint ed. 1995)
Diagram in Giordano Bruno, De triplici minimo et mensura
(1591), book 5. Copied from Gatti's Giordano Bruno and Renaissance
Science (Cornell University Press, 1999). Reproduced in her book
by permission of the Biblioteca Nazionale Centrale, Rome.
Oh holy asininity, holy ignorance,
Holy foolishness, and pious devotion,
Which alone can make souls so good
That human genius and study cannot advance it;
One does not reach by wearisome vigilance
Of art (of whatever kind), or invention,
Nor by the contemplation of philosophers
To the heavens where you build your home.
What's the point, oh curious ones, to study,
To wish to know what nature does,
If the stars are but earth, fire, and sea?
Holy asininity does not care for that,
But wants to remain, hands joined, and on bended knees,
Waiting for its reward from God.
Nothing lasts,
Except the fruit of eternal rest,
Which God grants after the funeral.\tab
Translated by Sidney L.Sondergard and Madison U. Sowell
(Yale University Press, New Haven \& London, 2002)