Franaois Villon Poor Poems

  • 1.
    F alse beauty that costs me so dear,
    R ough indeed, a hypocrite sweetness,
    A mor, like iron on the teeth and harder,
    N amed only to achieve my sure distress,
    ...
  • 2.
    <i>Item</i>

    This I give to my poor mother
    As a prayer now, to our Mistress
    ...
  • 3.
    By chance, I heard the belle complain,
    The one we called the Armouress,
    Longing to be a girl again,
    Talking like this, more or less:
    ...
  • 4.
    Have pity now, have pity now on me,
    If you at least would, friends of mine.
    I'm in the depths, not holly or may,
    In exile, where I've been consigned
    ...
  • 5.
    Who's that I hear?—It's me—Who?—Your heart
    Hanging on by the thinnest thread
    I lose all my strength, substance, and fluid
    When I see you withdrawn this way all alone
    ...
  • 6.
    WRITTEN FOR HIS MOTHER

    Dame du ciel, regents terrienne,
    Emperiere des infemaux palus....
    ...
  • 7.
    Epitaph

    Here there lies, and sleeps in the grave,
    One whom Love killed with his scorn,
    ...
  • 8.
    Freres humains qui apres nous vivez,
    N'ayez les coeurs contre nous endurcis ...
    Men, brother men, that after us yet live,
    Let not your hearts too hard against us be;
    ...
Total 8 Poor Poems by Franaois Villon

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God 12 Love 10 I Love You 10 Poor 8 Pain 7 Good 7 Live 7 Away 7 Heart 7 Never 6

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Did you ever stand in a Cavern's Mouth-
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