Topsfield

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I.
Tuich cill que vant demandan                                   
si chantarai ogan mais,                                        
vuoill qe sapchon per que chan                                 
o per cal razon m’en lays.                                     
Non es mos chans tant venals                                    
c’a totz sia comunals;                                         
q’en aquel temps vuoil faire ma chansso                        
qan mieills m’estai d’amor e de razo.                          
 
II.
E so m’en tarzatz ogan,                                        
car sonetz d’auzel no·m pais,                                  
ni fresca flors de vergan                                      
lo consir del cor no·m trais,                                  
que m’es tant durs e corals                                     
c’a pauc seria mortals,                                        
don nuilla res no·m pot dar gariso,                            
si ma dompna no·m vol far hoc del no.                          
 
III.
Pels tortz que las dompnas fan                                  
torna dompneis en abais,                                        
que tant li mostron d’engan                                     
per que·l plus fis drutz s’irais;                               
trobar en pot hom de tals —                                     
mas ieu non dirai ies cals —                                   
cui servit ai e volgra·n guizerdo                              
e preira·n ben esmend’ en luoc de do.                           
 
IV.
Pois tot cant ma dompna·m man                                   
m’es aissi delieitz e jais                                      
obezir de bon talan,                                            
c’anc son mandamen non frais,                                   
gardatz si·m degr’esser sals,                                   
q’en patz n’ai sofertz mains mals —                             
neus del sieu dan pogr’aver fait mon pro,                       
mas anc no·m plac res q’a lieis non fos bo.                     
 
V.
Q’ieu·l vau tot iorn reprosan,                                  
car on mieills li sui verais                                   
ella·m ment e·m vai trichan,                                   
ar ai ben dich qe savais,                                      
qu’il es fina e leials                                        
et ieu, messongiers e fals.                                    
Perdrai la doncs si totz temps li perdo?                       
Eu oc, c’ab mal deu hom vensser fello.                          
 
VI.
Mas li dangier son trop gran                                    
mas mentir en ai pel cais;                                     
c’on plus en vauc cossiran                                     
no·n conosc q’en re·s biais:                                    
be·n puosc doncs dir mas non als,                               
car sa beutatz naturals                                         
e·l gens parlars l’a mes’ en tal resso                           
c’om qu’ill vol mal non troba compaigno.                        
 
VII.
Mais d’Amic, los bes e·ls mals                                 
degr’ om partir comunals,                                        
mas vos n’avetz lo gaug e·l pretz e·l pro,                      
et ieu no n’ai mais ir’ e cor fello.                            
 
VIII.
Mantel, plus qu’enperials                                      
es, qu’en vos non a ren fals,                                   
or ni tessel ni fonda ni peno,                                  
ni mais ni meins no·i cove per razo.                            
 
IX.
Mon Pastoret vei sobre totz baro                               
de dompnejar e d’armas e de do.                                
 
X.
Mon Audiart, si·m fos aitals cum fo,                           
amer’ ieu mais qu’ome desotz lo tro.