| prosody | miscellaneous |
Belhs m'es l'estius e'l temps floritz, Quan l'auzelh chanton sotz la flor, Mas ieu tenc l'ivern per gensor Quar mais de joy m'i es cobitz, Et quant hom ve son jauzimen Es ben razos e d'avinen Qu'om sia plus coyndes e guays. Er ai ieu joy e suy jausitz E restauratz en ma valor, E non iray jamai alhor Ni non querrai autruy conquistz, Qu'eras say ben az escien Que selh es savis qui aten E selh es fols qui trop s'irays. Lonc temps ai estat en dolor Et de tot mon afar marritz, Qu'anc no fuy tan fort endurmitz Que no'm rissides de paor. Mas aras vey e pes e sen Que passat ai aquelh turmen, E non hi vuelh tornar ja mays. Mout mi tenon a gran honor Totz selhs cui ieu n'ey obeditz Quar a mon joi suy revertitz: E laus eu lieys e Dieu e lhor, Qu'er an lur grat e lur prezen, E, que qu'ieu m'en anes dizen, Lai mi remanh e lay m'apays. Mas per so m'en sui encharzitz, Ja non creyrai lauzenjador: Qu'anc no fuy tan lunhatz d'amor Qu'er no'n sia sals e gueritz. Plus savis hom de mi mespren, Per qu'ieu sai ben az escien Qu'anc fin'amors home non trays. Mielhs mi fora jazer vestitz Que despolhatz sotz cobertor E puesc vos en traire auctor La nueyt quant ieu fuy assalhitz. Totz temps n'aurai mon cor dolen, Quar aissi's n'aneron rizen, Qu'enquer en sospir e'n pantais. |
I enjoy the Summer and the flowers' season when birds sing below the flowers, but I find Winter more pleasant because I am granted joy, and when one envisions his pleasure it is a good and solid reason for him to be kinder and merrier. Now I have joy, and I am merry and am restored in my worth, and I shall never turn elsewhere nor shall I covet other people's conquests because now I know for sure that he is wise who waits and that he is a fool who loses his patience. For a long time, I was in pain and oblivious to what happened to me and I was never so fast asleep that I couldn't wake up for fear. But now I see, and judge and feel that that torment is over and I don't ever want to be back to it. They very much congratulate, all those whom I have listened to because I am back to my joy: and praises be both to god and to them who have their merit and their meed. And, whatever I went about saying, I rest and am satisfied there. And, since I am exalted, I shan't believe any slanderer: I never was so far from love as much as I am safe and healed now. Even those wiser than me are wrong because I well know for sure that a perfect love doesn't betray anyone. I'd better go to bed dressed than naked under the covers and I can produce as evidence the night I was assaulted. I shall always grieve about it, because they went away laughing, like that, while I still sigh and repine about it. |