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Leus sonetz, Si cum suoill, Vuoill ades e mon chan, C'un sirventes prezan Vuoill far; mas hom no.is cui Q'ieu ja cel avol brui Estiers ni en chantans, Q'anta e dans Mi par e volpillatges, Qand ja.is part bos lignatges Ni l'uns a l'autre faill; Q'ieu vei que.l Bautz assail E tal' et es talatz, Et a parens assatz, Manens e sojornatz, E mains altres juratz, Cui faill cors e barnatz. Per so dreitz Non acuoill C'om sos amics soan Per gerra, co.l Bautz fan Lor paren dui e dui; Que n'Azemars lor fui, De Peitieus, tot enans, Tant l'es affans Gerra e metre gatges! Mas del plaich fon messatges, Puois tolc se de trebaill. En Girautz, al miraill, Ademars sos coignatz (mas Bar' es derocatz) L'en blasm', et eu si fatz, Car del comt' es privatz Qe.il tol sas eretatz. Giraudetz Amics vuoill Qe.is sojorn aqest an, C'aissi.s coven d'enfan Que sas armas estui Qand hom gast' e destrui Sos amics plus prezans. El e Rostans, Plus parliers c'us gramages, Tenon per gerr' ostatges, C'anc trepas ni sonaill Ni ausberc ab capmaill No fo per els portatz, Ni lor cavals armatz, Ni colps pres ni donatz; Pero.l coms ten en patz Lo castel de Mornatz. Si.l comtetz De l'orguoill Qe.l coms li vai mostran Non fai meillor deman, Ben sapchatz q'ieu non sui Dels sieus, anz lo refui, C'uoimais es bels e grans E per semblans Als enemics salvatges; E.l poders e.l paratges Taing c'a bon pretz s'engaill, E gerrei e baraill Com joves estrunatz. Mals e braus es doptatz, E cel deseretatz Q'es humils ni vol patz Er prenda cal li platz. Si neletz D'autre fuoill Cantarai, car si van Li baron cambian; Q'en Guillems se desdui, De Monpeslier, a cui Vim jurar sobre sains Gerr' e masans, E dec segre.ls viatges Del Bautz, mas sos coratges L'es viratz d'altre taill, E.l coms non es d'un aill Cregutz ni sos comtatz! E.n Bernartz, q'es raubatz, D'Andus', e desfiatz, Et a.ls covinens fratz Del Bautz et oblidatz. Lo valletz De Nantuoill Feri mieills de son bran Q'en Dragonetz ogan; E.l Bautz pense d'autrui, Q'el non fer ni hom lui De manes ni de lans. Ai qans gazainz E qans bons vassalatges Sol far, et es dampnatges Qe tant leu s'anuaill, Qand ve c'om sobrassaill Sos parens plus prezatz E sojorna.is delatz! En Guillems Arnautz jatz, Que n'es tant mal protatz C'om l'en ten per malvatz. |
A light song (as is my habit) I ask for, and my singing: because I want to compose a grand sirventes; but let no man think that I conceal base dissension in my songs or elsewhere, since I think it is shame and harm and waste when there is somewhere a noble family whose members fail each other. And now I see the lord of Baux attack and defeat and being defeated and he has relatives aplenty, who are rich and take their ease, and many other sworn allies as well, whose heart and valour fails them. Justice, in itself doesn't admit that one should reject his friends in times of war, still his relatives do it, one with another and with the lord of Baux. First Azemar of Poitiers shunned them from the outset, so stressful does he find waging war and placing guaranties. Instead, he sent words of agreement and thus ended his troubles. Seeing this, Guiraut Ademar, his brother-in-law, (now that Barri is in ruins) blames him, and so do I, because sir Azemar is a good friend of the count and still deprives him of his inheritance. Giraudet Amics may well amuse himself this year since it is meet for a child that he hangs his weapons when people damage and destroy his worthiest friends. He and Rostan, than whom no lawyer is more talktative, are kept as hostages during the war since neither bell nor standard-pieces, neither hauberk nor mail was ever worn by them, nor ever were their horses saddled nor a blow given or taken by them. Thus the count keeps the castle of Mornas in peace. If the young count doesn't make stronger protest touching the arrogance the count is showing him, let it be clear to you that I don't stand for him, and that I disown him instead, since now he's very much a grown-up and, as far as looks go, fierce towards the enemy. Both power and ancestry must be equalled by worth, I think: let him fight and quarrel like an impetuous youth. An ill, violent man is respected and the disinherited who is humble and wants peace, let him take henceforth to himself whom he likes. Likewise I shall sing about other wrongs because the barons are forswearing themselves. Take Sir Guillems of Montpellier, who amuses himself, he whom we saw swear on holy relics about war and havoc; he ought to have followed the journeys of the lord of Baux, but his thoughts have turned him towards other directions; and the count, nor his domains have earned a head of garlic's worth. And [so does amuse himself] Sir Bernartz of Anduze, who is despoiled and defied, and has broken his agreement with the Lord of Baux and forgotten it. The young hero of Nantueil wielded his sword better in battle than Dragonet, this year. Let the Lord of Baux think of somebody else since this man doesn't strike, nor is he struck, without much hesitation.[?] Alas, which achievements, which feats of great valour would he do, and it is a shame that he slumps into indolence when he sees people attacking his worthiest relatives while he idles in the surroundings! And Guillem Arnaus slumbers: he has carried himself so badly that people think he's gone bad. |