Quan L'herba Fresqu'el.h Folha Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDEE ABABAAEE ABABAAEE ABABAAEE ABABAAEE EE F A G H B| Can l'erba fresch'e lh folha par | A |
| e la flors boton'el verjan | B |
| e l rossinhols autet e clar | A |
| leva sa vots e mou so chan | B |
| joi ai de lui e joi ai de la flor | C |
| e joi de me e de midons major | D |
| daus totas partz sui de joi claus e sens | E |
| mas sel es jois que totz autres jois vens | E |
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| Tan am midons e la tenh car | A |
| e tan la dopt' e la reblan | B |
| c'anc de me no lh auzi parlar | A |
| ni re no lh quer ni re no lh man | B |
| Pero elh sap mo mal e ma dolor | A |
| e can li plai mi fai be e onor | A |
| e can li plai eu m'en sofert ab mens | E |
| per so c'a leis no n avenha blastens | E |
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| S'eu saub s la gen enchantar | A |
| mei enemic foran efan | B |
| que ja us no saubra triar | A |
| ni dir re que ns tornes a dan | B |
| Adoncs sai eu que vira la gensor | A |
| e sos bels olhs e sa frescha color | A |
| e baizera lh la bocha en totz sens | E |
| si que d'un mes i paregra lo sens | E |
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| Be la volgra sola trobar | A |
| que dormis o n fez s semblan | B |
| per qu'e lh embl s un doutz baizar | A |
| pus no valh tan qu'eu lo lh deman | B |
| Per Deu domna pauc esplecham d'amor | A |
| vai s'en lo tems e perdem lo melhor | A |
| Parlar degram ab cubertz entresens | E |
| e pus no ns val arditz valgu s nos gens | E |
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| Ai las com mor de cossirar | A |
| que manhtas vetz en cossir tan | B |
| lair m'en poirian portar | A |
| que re no sabria que s fan | B |
| Per Deu Amors be m tr bas vensedor | A |
| ab pauc d'amics e ses autre senhor | A |
| Car una vetz tan midons no destrens | E |
| abans qu'eu fos del dezirer estens | E |
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| Messatger vai e no m'en prezes mens | E |
| s'eu del anar vas midons sui temens | E |
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| When the new vegetation and the leaves appear when the flowers bloom on the branch and when the nightingale clear and loud raises its voice and begins to sing I rejoice in the nightingale and in the flowers and in myself and most of all in my lady I am surrounded by joy on all sides but she is the joy from which all other joys come | F |
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| So much do I love my lady and hold her dear and so much do I fear and honor her that I dare not talk to her of myself I ask her nothing and I send her nothing But still she knows of my pain and sorrow and when it pleases her she bestows on me grace and honor and when it pleases her I submit to even less so that no blame may come to her | A |
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| If I knew how to cast spells on people my enemies would become babes so that none of them could discover anything that could be turned against us I know now that I will see my lady and her fair eyes and fresh color and I will kiss her on the mouth every which way so that for a month the marks will be visible | G |
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| I would like to find her alone sleeping or pretending to sleep so that I could steal a sweet kiss from her since I am not worth so much that I could ask it of her By God lady little do we profit from our love time passes and we are losing the best moments We should speak in a coded language and since audacity is worth little may ingenuity be the thing | H |
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| Alas I die from desire For often I am so full of yearning that theives could carry me off and I wouldn't even realize what was happening By God Love you find me Defeated vensedor Ventadorn with few friends and without another master Why don't you once ensnare my lady before I am consumed with passion | B |
Bernard De Ventadorn
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