Dejoste as bries jors as lons seirs - Peire d’Alvernhe

During the brief days and long evenings, when the clear air darkens, I want to spread and branch out my knowledge of a new joy that will bring me fruit and flowers for I see the oaks cleared of their sweet leaves: that’s why from the discomfort and the cold nightingale, thrush, jay and woodpecker withdraw. In contrast to this, the vision pleases me of a love far-off and separated, for or little value is standing or lying to a man, without the one he venerates; Love wants joy and banishes the wicked, and whoever rejoices at the moment he is oppressed rightfully, it seems to me, wants to be a friend. For I see and believe and know it is true that love fattens and makes thin, the one through deceit, the other through pleasure and then one with tears and the other with laughter. Whoever it wishes is rich or poor, that’s why I prefer what I have to being king –King of Scotland or Wales. This is a happiness, a joy and a