Poem: Ballade De Marguerite (Normande)

I am weary of lying within the chase

When the knights are meeting in market-place.

上海龙凤shlf最新地址Nay, go not thou to the red-roofed town

Lest the hoofs of the war-horse tread thee down.

But I would not go where the Squires ride,

上海龙凤shlf最新地址I would only walk by my Lady's side.

上海龙凤shlf最新地址Alack! and alack! thou art overbold,

A Forester's son may not eat off gold.

上海龙凤shlf最新地址Will she love me the less that my Father is seen

上海龙凤shlf最新地址Each Martinmas day in a doublet green?

Perchance she is sewing at tapestrie,

上海龙凤shlf最新地址Spindle and loom are not meet for thee.

上海龙凤shlf最新地址Ah, if she is working the arras bright

I might ravel the threads by the fire-light.

Perchance she is hunting of the deer,

上海龙凤shlf最新地址How could you follow o'er hill and mere?

Ah, if she is riding with the court,

上海龙凤shlf最新地址I might run beside her and wind the morte.

上海龙凤shlf最新地址Perchance she is kneeling in St. Denys,

(On her soul may our Lady have gramercy!)

Ah, if she is praying in lone chapelle,

I might swing the censer and ring the bell.

Come in, my son, for you look sae pale,

上海龙凤shlf最新地址The father shall fill thee a stoup of ale.

上海龙凤shlf最新地址But who are these knights in bright array?

Is it a pageant the rich folks play?

'T is the King of England from over sea,

上海龙凤shlf最新地址Who has come unto visit our fair countrie.

But why does the curfew toll sae low?

上海龙凤shlf最新地址And why do the mourners walk a-row?

O 't is Hugh of Amiens my sister's son

Who is lying stark, for his day is done.

Nay, nay, for I see white lilies clear,

It is no strong man who lies on the bier.

O 't is old Dame Jeannette that kept the hall,

上海龙凤shlf最新地址I knew she would die at the autumn fall.

上海龙凤shlf最新地址Dame Jeannette had not that gold-brown hair,

上海龙凤shlf最新地址Old Jeannette was not a maiden fair.

O 't is none of our kith and none of our kin,

(Her soul may our Lady assoil from sin!)

上海龙凤shlf最新地址But I hear the boy's voice chaunting sweet,

上海龙凤shlf最新地址'Elle est morte, la Marguerite.'

Come in, my son, and lie on the bed,

And let the dead folk bury their dead.

上海龙凤shlf最新地址O mother, you know I loved her true:

上海龙凤shlf最新地址O mother, hath one grave room for two?