Ballads and Lyrics of Old France, with Other Poems

MY lady woke upon a morning fair, What time Apollo’s chariot takes the skies, And, fain to fill with arrows from her eyes His empty quiver, Love was standing there: I saw two ap...

ALL the maidens were merry and wed All to lovers so fair to see; The lover I took to my bridal bed He is not long for love and me.

_TRANSLATIONS_. PAGE List of Poets translated 2 CHARLES D’ORLEANS: Spring 5 Rondel 6 FRANÇOIS VILLON: Rondel 7 Arbor Amoris 8 Ballad of the Gibbet 11 DU BELLAY: Hymn to the Wind...

JULY, and June brought flowers and love To you, but I would none thereof, Whose heart kept all through summer time A flower of frost and winter rime. Yours was true wisdom—was i...