Francois Villon
Ballade To Our Lady by Francois Villon

Ballade To Our Lady by Francois Villon

WRITTEN FOR HIS MOTHER Dame du ciel, regents terrienne, Emperiere des infemaux palus.... Lady of Heaven and earth, and therewithal Crowned Empress of the nether clefts of Hell,—I, ...

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The Ballad Of The Proverbs by Francois Villon

The Ballad Of The Proverbs by Francois Villon

So rough the goat will scratch, it cannot sleep.So often goes the pot to the well that it breaks.So long you heat iron, it will glow;so heavily you hammer it, it shatters.So good ...

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The Debate Between Villon And His Heart by Francois Villon

The Debate Between Villon And His Heart by Francois Villon

Who's that I hear?—It's me—Who?—Your heartHanging on by the thinnest threadI lose all my strength, substance, and fluidWhen I see you withdrawn this way all aloneLike a whipped ...

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Ballad Of The Ladies Of Yore by Francois Villon

Ballad Of The Ladies Of Yore by Francois Villon

Tell me where, in what country,Is Flora the beautiful Roman,Archipiada or ThaisWho was first cousin to her once,Echo who speaks when there's a soundOn a pond or a riverWhose ...

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Villon’s Epitaph (Ballade Of The Hanged Men) by Francois Villon

Villon’s Epitaph (Ballade Of The Hanged Men) by Francois Villon

O brother men who after us remain,Do not look coldly on the scene you view,For if you pity wretchedness and pain,God will the more incline to pity you.You see us hang here, half a ...

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Ballad Of The Gibbet by Francois Villon

Ballad Of The Gibbet by Francois Villon

Brothers and men that shall after us be, Let not your hearts be hard to us: For pitying this our misery Ye shall find God the more piteous. Look on us six that are ...

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Ballade by Francois Villon

Ballade by Francois Villon

I know flies in milkI know the man by his clothesI know fair weather from foulI know the apple by the treeI know the tree when I see the sapI know when all is oneI know who labors ...

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Ballade [the Goat Scratches So Much It Can’T Sleep] by Francois Villon

Ballade [the Goat Scratches So Much It Can’T Sleep] by Francois Villon

The goat scratches so much it can't sleep The pot fetches water so much it breaks You heat iron so much it reddens You hammer it so much it cracks A man's worth so much as he's ...

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Le Testament: Ballade: ‘item: Donne A Ma Povre Mere’ by Francois Villon

Le Testament: Ballade: ‘item: Donne A Ma Povre Mere’ by Francois Villon

Item This I give to my poor motherAs a prayer now, to our Mistress- She who bore bitter pain for me,God knows, and also much sadness -I've no other castle or fortress,That my body ...

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Le Testament: Rondeau by Francois Villon

Le Testament: Rondeau by Francois Villon

Death, I cry out at your harshness,That stole my girl away from me,Yet you're not satisfied I seeUntil I languish in distress. Since then I've lost all liveliness:What harm alive, ...

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Le Testament: Epitaph Et Rondeau by Francois Villon

Le Testament: Epitaph Et Rondeau by Francois Villon

Epitaph Here there lies, and sleeps in the grave,One whom Love killed with his scorn,A poor little scholar in every way,He was named Francois Villon.He never reaped a morsel of ...

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Arbor Amoris by Francois Villon

Arbor Amoris by Francois Villon

I have a tree, a graft of Love, That in my heart has taken root; Sad are the buds and blooms thereof, And bitter sorrow is its fruit; Yet, since it was a tender shoot, So greatly ...

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L’Envoy by Francois Villon

L’Envoy by Francois Villon

Princess, by whom my hope is fed, My heart thee prays in lowlihead To prune the ill boughs overgrown, Nor slay Love's tree, nor plant instead Another tree, save this alone.

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The Ballad Of Villon And Fat Madge by Francois Villon

The Ballad Of Villon And Fat Madge by Francois Villon

‘'Tis no sin for a man to labour in his vocation.' -Falstaff‘The night cometh, when no man can work.'What though the beauty I love and serve be cheap, Ought you to take me for a ...

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Ballade: Epistre by Francois Villon

Ballade: Epistre by Francois Villon

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 consignedBy Fortune, as God too has ...

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Le Testament: Ballade: A S’Amye by Francois Villon

Le Testament: Ballade: A S’Amye by Francois Villon

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,C harm that's murderous, ...

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Le Testament: Les Regrets De La Belle Heaulmiere by Francois Villon

Le Testament: Les Regrets De La Belle Heaulmiere by Francois Villon

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:‘Oh, old age, proud in wickedness,You've battered ...

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Ballade: Du Concours De Blois by Francois Villon

Ballade: Du Concours De Blois by Francois Villon

I'm dying of thirst beside the fountain,Hot as fire, and with chattering teeth:In my own land, I'm in a far domain:Near the flame, I shiver beyond belief:Bare as a worm, dressed ...

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Le Testament: Ballade: Pour Robert D’Estouteville by Francois Villon

Le Testament: Ballade: Pour Robert D’Estouteville by Francois Villon

A t dawn of day, when falcon shakes his wing,M ainly from pleasure, and from noble usage,B lackbirds too shake theirs then as they sing,R eceiving their mates, mingling their ...

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Rondel by Francois Villon

Rondel by Francois Villon

Goodbye! the tears are in my eyes; Farewell, farewell, my prettiest; Farewell, of women born the best; Good-bye! the saddest of good-byes. Farewell! with many vows and sighs My ...

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Epitaph In The Form Of A Ballade by Francois Villon

Epitaph In The Form Of A Ballade by Francois Villon

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; For if some ...

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Ballade [i Die Of Thirst Beside The Fountain] by Francois Villon

Ballade [i Die Of Thirst Beside The Fountain] by Francois Villon

I die of thirst beside the fountain I'm hot as fire, I'm shaking tooth on tooth In my own country I'm in a distant land Beside the blaze I'm shivering in flames Naked as a worm, ...

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