Per Mels Cobrir Lo Mal Pes (anne) Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABBC ABABBC ABABBC ABABBC BC D A A A| Per melhs cobrir lo mal pes e l cossire | A |
| chan e deport et ai joi e solatz | B |
| e fatz esfortz car sai chantar ni rire | A |
| car eu me mor e nul semblan no n fatz | B |
| e per Amor sui si apoderatz | B |
| tot m'a vencut a forsa e batalha | C |
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| Anc Deus no fetz trebalhas ni martire | A |
| ses mal d'amor qu'eu no sofris en patz | B |
| mas d'aquel sui si be m peza sofrire | A |
| c'Amors mi fai amar lai on li platz | B |
| e dic vos be que s'eu no sui amatz | B |
| ges no reman en lai mia nualha | C |
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| Midons sui om et amics e servire | A |
| e no lh en quer mais autras amistatz | B |
| mas c'a celat los seus bels olhs me vire | A |
| que gran be m fan ades can sui iratz | B |
| e ren lor en laus e merces e gratz | B |
| qu'el mon non ai amic que tan me valha | C |
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| Dins en mo cor me corrotz e m azire | A |
| car eu sec tan las mias volontatz | B |
| Mas negus om no deu aital re dire | A |
| c'om no sap ges com s'es aventuratz | B |
| Que farai doncs dels bels semblans privatz | B |
| Falhirai lor Mais volh que l mons me falha | C |
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| Corona man salutz e amistaz | B |
| e prec midons que m'ayut e me valha | C |
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| To better hide the dark thoughts and the pain I sing and play around I have pleasure and solace I make an effort because I know how to sing and laugh Still I am dying but show no sign of it and by Love am so overcome for Love has conquered me by force and battle | D |
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| Never has God created martyrdom and travail that I could not undergo peacefully except for lovesickness Still although it weighs on me I suffer it for Love makes me love where he pleases And I say to you that if I am not loved it is not the fault of my passivity | A |
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| I am the servant and friend and vassal of my lady and I do not ask from her any other favor but this secretly to turn her fair eyes to me for when I am distraught they do me much good In my heart I blame and accuse myself for following so my desires Noone should say such things because we never know what our destiny will be What shall I do then with her beautiful secret glances Shall I fail them Better that the world itself fail me | A |
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| Corona I send greetings and love and I pray my lady that she aid and assist me | A |
Bernard De Ventadorn
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