| from "AUCASIN ET NICOLETE" - III |
from "AUCASSIN AND NICOLETTE" - III |
| Anon. - 13c. | tr. Andrew Lang |
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Aucassins fu de biaucaire D'un castel del bel repaire De nicole le bien faite Nuis hom ne l'en puet retraire Que ses peres ne l'i laisse Et sa mere le manace Di va! faus, que vex tu faire? Nicolete est cointe et gaie Jetee fu de Cartage Acatee fu d'un Saisne Puis qa'a moullié te vix traire Pren femme de haut parage Mere, je n'en puis el faire Nicolete est de boin aire Ses gens cors et son viaire Sa biautés le cuer m'esclaire Bien est drois que s'amor aie Que trop est douce |
Aucassin was of Biaucaire Of a goodly castle there, But from Nicolete the fair None might win his heart away Though his father, many a day, And his mother said him nay, "Ha! fond child, what wouldest thou? Nicolete is glad enow! Was from Carthage cast away, Paynims sold her on a day! Wouldst thou win a lady fair Choose a maid of high degree Such an one is meet for thee." "Nay of these I have no care, Nicolete is debonaire, Her body sweet and the face of her Take my heart as in a snare, Loyal love is but her share That is so sweet." |
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