Tant est mignonne ma pensee,
Et gente plus que ne scay femme,
Quil est tout cler que cest la dame
Que de nulle aultre n'est passee.
Ma joye est morte et trespassee
Se brief ne la voy; sur mon ame,
Tant est mignonne…
En valeur est tant exaulcee,
Que sien, vueille ou non, je me clame,
Et n’ay pas paour que nul m’emblasme,
Car sur toutes est avencee.
Tant est mignonne…
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So sweet and gentle are my thoughts.
More than any woman I know
It is clear that this is the lady
Who is surpassed by no other.
My joy is violated and dead
If I can not see her soon, on my soul!
So sweet and gentle…
In valor lies much reward.
Her qualities, whether she wishes or not,
I will proclaim, and have no fear of being blamed,
Because she is above all others.
So sweet and gentle… |
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