prosody | miscellaneous |
Un vers vuelh far, chantador, cubert e clus, per vezer greu e leu entendedor lai on sens vol apparer; per so ja us no·n gap ni·n crit tro n'aya la flor triada que·l nesci agra tost delit. E·l no sabens muza e bada quan savieza·l bistensa. Ja non dey per la calor mon coratge retener de so don suy en error, que selh mal, don piegz esper, per tot lo segle aug brugit. Per mort, al viu desguizada, que s'esgau quan al temps auzit foldatz, que·ns er prezentada, qui sai non a quist guirensa? Grans esfreys senes paor vey del ver, pretz remaner et als, sas, querre dolor que·ls fa d'aut en bas cazer. Selh qu'an fin joy mes en oblit per estranh'ira privada, ans que ayon nou vielh complit ni la cuyd'a far tomada, er lur segurtatz fallensa. Qui sec lo camin major per clar jorn pren escur ser; e passon tug li pluzor, que paucx ni vey remaner: et ans que sian avertit er trop corta la jornada. Per lonc voler dezenantit, qu'espan quo fai la rozada, menan folla captenensa. Issoblit de peccador per messonja laissa·l ver; l'engans fer l'enganador si tot l'acueih son plazer e quan l'a un pauc ressentit al pus fa sa trascambada; e quan l'a el vas sebellit sa razos l'es cambiada: dos en amar s'a valensa. Dompnas e drut e senhor an erguelh que·ls fa doler e lauzengier bauzador an trop en mal dir lezer, quar per lo frug li fals falhit; es bona fes eyssauzada e·l motz fatz l'estratz qu'a trazit: de proeza n'an tomada, non an valor ni sufrensa. So·ns retrazon li auctor: «Fals'amistatz tolh poder de servir a fin'amor, qui·s va ab lieys captener». Yeu ai nel sordey cauzit, quar tan la n'ai sopleyada; tost ac Samson afrevolit e fa tota la linhada que pres d'en Adam nayssensa. Mas Dieus m'en a tant escarit que·m n'a membransa donada: non deu perir ma semensa. |
As a singer, I want to write a piece [which is] cryptic and esoteric, to part the slow- from the quick-witted there, where the ingenuity will appear; therefore, let no one mock or decry it until he has spotted the pearl that the clueless would have quickly ignored. And the ignorant muses and gapes when knowledge embarrasses him. Yet, I shouldn't, because of the heat, hold back from the things that bother me, for that evil, from which I expect worse, I hear, is spreading through the world. Against death (which is concealed to the living, and rejoices when folly, which will be reproached to us, makes us waste time), who hasn't sought protection? I see great agitations that do not fear the truth, virtue grow faint and other, though wise, seek the pain that makes them fall from high to low. Those who have put pure joy aside for the sake of a bitter, secret grudge, before they have turned their new pleasure into the old and have had a chance to turn back, will have their assurance fail them. He who follows the broader path confuses the clear day with the dark evening; still, the vast majority pass there, for I only see a few left and, before they are warned, the day will be too short. Debauched by prolonged lust, which spreads as dew does, they keep a foolish conduct. The neglect of a sinner abandons truth for lie; deception bites the deceiver back, although it sharpens his pleasure, and, after having tested him a bit, it usually trips him; and, when it has buried him deep, its attitude is changed: its essence turns from sweet to bitter. Ladies and lovers and husbands have a pride that makes them suffer and the malicious slanderers have too much ease of talking ill, for, as far as the fruit goes, treason is beyond all bounds; good will is praised but the madded word that goes around undoes it; prowess turns them away: they have neither valour nor endurance. The authors tell us this: "Treacherous affection prevents from serving pure love those who follow it." I have chosen the wrong side, for I have supported it so much; it quickly weakened Samson and does the same with the entire lineage that owes its birth to Adam. But god has graced me so much that he has given me recollection: my seed must not perish. |