Category Archives: Trobadores

Trobadores- Johan Arias de Santiago

I saw a young girl walking At Cresente through the woods And there she started singing Far from the view of the world Tying her skirt at the waist As the sun with dawn gold chased The banks of the … Continue reading

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Ibn Sahl- The earth has donned a green cloak

The earth has donned a green cloak and dew spreads pearls across the hills, the flowers awake, seeming like camphor, and penetrating musk the dust; the lilies salute the roses, a pearly mouth that kisses a red cheek. The river … Continue reading

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Pastoral

  The Pastoral of Pedr’Amigo de Sevilla One day on my way to Compostela as a pilgrim a shepherdess I saw. I’ve seen none so fine in all of my life nor any that spoke finer than she, so I composed … Continue reading

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Cancionero de Ripoll-  In April Time

Cancionero de Ripoll- In April time… In April time, when the wood is decked green and the field with rosy flowers is dressed, tender youth is enflamed with love. Enflamed with love is tender youth, all the little birds sing … Continue reading

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Goliard Poetry

Goliard PoetryIO let us now be happyWhilst we are still so young.After our happy youthful days,After our bitter older age,Down to the earth we come.IIWhere are they?  Where did they gothose who lived before us?Either to hell down below,or to … Continue reading

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Love Stronger than Death

Romance: a Love Stronger than Death Count Childe when he was a lover Crossed over the seas as a child; He took his horse down to water On the morning of St John. His horse was still there drinking He … Continue reading

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Cantigas de Escarnho e de Maldizer

Ugly Woman Oh, ugly lady, you complain I never praise you in my song But now I will craft a refrain With which to praise you loud and long You stupid, ugly, old dame. Ugly woman, God forgive me, Since … Continue reading

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