I would not any man should hear
The birds that sweetly sing above,
Save he who knows the power of love;
For nought beside can soothe or cheer
My soul, like that sweet harmony;
Or like herself, who, yet more dear,
Hath greater power my soul to move
Than songs or lays of Brittany.
In her I joy and hope; yet ne’er
Too daring would my spirit prove;
For he who highest soars above,
Feels but his fall the more severe:
Then what shall I a gainer be,
If on her lips no smile appear?
Shall I in cold despair still love?–
Oh yes! in patient constancy.
(Folquet De Marseille)
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