Ludovicus van Leuven, Amoris divini et humani antipathia (1629)
Table of contents ↑Febris Amoris [24]
Febris Amoris.
XXIV.
Ambros.
Titel.
O Domine varijs criminum febribus caro mea
languet, & diuersarum cupiditatum immo-
dicis æstuat illecebris; nec minorem febrem A-
moris esse dixerim quam caloris, quia illa ani-
mum, hæc corpus inflammat: febris enim mea
concupiscentia est; febris mea, auaritia est; febris
mea, libido est; febris mea; luxuria est; febris
mea superbia est, febris mea, ambitio est; febris
mea iracundia est. Heu mi Domine, nonne infir-
mitas hæc mea ad mortem est? quis est qui me sa-
nare poterit? non est alius præter te. libera me i-
gitur Deus omnium, Deus qui solus me saluare
potens es à corruptionibus peccatorum meorum,
quæ in carne & sanguine inhabitant; & seca ve-
nam affectuum meorum, vt omnes inordinati ap-
petitus è corde meo efluant, & te solum opti-
mum, maximum, in omnibus & super omnia di-
ligam.
O Domine varijs criminum febribus caro mea
languet, & diuersarum cupiditatum immo-
dicis æstuat illecebris; nec minorem febrem A-
moris esse dixerim quam caloris, quia illa ani-
mum, hæc corpus inflammat: febris enim mea
concupiscentia est; febris mea, auaritia est; febris
mea, libido est; febris mea; luxuria est; febris
mea superbia est, febris mea, ambitio est; febris
mea iracundia est. Heu mi Domine, nonne infir-
mitas hæc mea ad mortem est? quis est qui me sa-
nare poterit? non est alius præter te. libera me i-
gitur Deus omnium, Deus qui solus me saluare
potens es à corruptionibus peccatorum meorum,
quæ in carne & sanguine inhabitant; & seca ve-
nam affectuum meorum, vt omnes inordinati ap-
petitus è corde meo efluant, & te solum opti-
mum, maximum, in omnibus & super omnia di-
ligam.
Fiebure de l'Amour.
XXIV.
Ce feu est chaud, sa flamme trop cuisante,
Son accéz fort, sa fiebure violante,
Amour, Amour moderez en l'ardeur,
Tirez ce sang, qui boult dedans mes veines,
Car si ie sens continuer ces peines,
Cest faict de moy; Amour adieu, ie meur.
XXIV.
Ce feu est chaud, sa flamme trop cuisante,
Son accéz fort, sa fiebure violante,
Amour, Amour moderez en l'ardeur,
Tirez ce sang, qui boult dedans mes veines,
Car si ie sens continuer ces peines,
Cest faict de moy; Amour adieu, ie meur.
Translations
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The fever of love. |
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O Lord, my flesh is paralysed with manifold sins and burns with boundless enticements to a host of sundry desires. And I would
say that the fever coming of love is no less than that of heat, because the former sets my soul aflame, the latter my body.
My fever is desire. My fever is greed. My fever is lust. My fever is luxury, My fever is pride. My fever is ambition. My
fever is anger. Woe, my Lord, surely this weakness of mine leads to death? Who is there, who can cure me? There is no other
except You. Free me therefore, God of all, God who alone has the power to save me from the corruptions of my sins, that live in my flesh and blood. And cut the vein of my emotions, so that all my chaotic appetites may flow from my heart and I may love You alone, the best, the greatest, in all and above all. |
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Deliver me from bloodshed. |
Sources and parallels
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Possibly based on, not mirrored, the word 'mvndani' removed from the motto and a crouching Cupid added behind the
chair, in: Febris amoris mundani. [8] (in: anonymous, Amoris divini et humani antipathia (1628))
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References, across this site, to this page:
- Febris amoris mundani. [8] (in: anonymous, Amoris divini et humani antipathia (1628))