prosody | miscellaneous |
"Cadenet, pro domna e gaia Pregan dui fin amador, E leis non platz que drut aia; Per que l'us pert sa valor, Qu'era pros, tan greu pensansa L'en ven, car no·n es jauzens. L'autr'en meillura e·n enansa, Qu'era enans recrezens. Digatz m', al vostr' escien: Quals ama plus finamen?" "Guionet, cel que s'esmaia Tant qu'en pert pretz e valor Per leis, qu'es pros e veraia, Que no·l ten a servidor, Ama meils, no·i ha doptansa; Que sapchatz que·l pessamens Li tol tuta la membransa De sos bels captenemens; Que tant pliu·l cor e·l talen En amor c'oblida·l sen." "Cadenet, s'ieu vos dizia Que conogut vos avetz, Eu sai ben qu'eu failliria Atressi com vos failletz. Car s'ieu quec jorn peiurava Doncs queria ieu son dan De midons, s'ieu la preiava. Donc non ama sidons tan Cel c'ades es plus savais Com cel qui totz jorns val mais." "Guionet, si retenia La bella cel qui pert pretz, En sa valor tornaria De gauz. Ara m'entendetz, Car si amors turmentava Cel qu'es avols, tan ni quan, Ja no·us cujetz que·ill membrava De pretz plus qu'a un enfan. E·l pros es felz quant s'irais. E si s'espert, no·n pot mais." "Cadenet, s'en aisi era, Com fos per esser malvatz Drutz, ja mais hom non penssera De ren mais de malvestatz; Car qui non puingna que vailla Mais qu'enans non ha valgut Sos pretz, cujatz que non failla Domna, si·l reten per drut? Si fai, car non ama be, Si per leis meils no·il capte." "Guionet, ja non laissera Son pretz lo pros ni·l prezatz; Ans sapchatz que meillurera, Mas del tot es oblidatz Si·l turmenta e·l trebailla Amors, que de so vengut Li son tuit sei faig ses failla, Donc el mais non ha pogut; Qu'om enamoratz no ve Ni au ni enten fort be." |
"Cadenet, a valiant, cheery woman is pursued by two fine suitors, and she doesn't wish to have a lover, so that one, who was valiant, loses his virtue, so much grievous distress comes to him because he is not satisfied. The other, who was erstwhile cravenly, improves and progresses. Tell me, in your opinion: who loves more properly?" Guionet, the one who despairs so much that he loses virtue and bravery for her who is valiant and true and doesn't keep him in her service loves better, there is no doubt; because, believe me, his anguish takes away all memory of all his beautiful behaviour; for he commits his heart and his will to love so much he forgets his sanity. "Cadenet, were I to tell you that you answered right, I know I would fail just as you fail. For, if I were to worsen, I would do my lady no good by pursueing her. Therefore, the one who is, now, more savage, doesn't love his lady as much as the one who improves every day." "Guionet, if the one who loses virtue were to obtain the beauty, he would go back to his valour out of joy. Now you understand, for, if love tormented the one who is unworthy even a tiny bit, don't believe that he'd remember about virtue more than a child [does]. And the valiant turns villanous when he grieves and, if he gets lost, he cannot help it." "Cadenet, if it were so, that one would become, by being evil, lover, I don't think one would think of anything other than evil acts; for he who doesn't strive for his virtue to shine more than is has shined before, don't you think a woman errs, if she keeps him as her lover? Indeed, for he doesn't love well if he doesn't behave better for her sake." "Guionet, the valiant and the worthy will not neglect his virtue; rather, understand, he'll improve it but he is oblivious to everything if he is tormented and battered by love, for it is from that that all his deeds have come, without doubt; therefore, he couldn't do more: for a man in love doesn't see nor hear nor understand very well." |