Analysis of Pois preyatz me, senhor
Bernard de Ventadorn 1135 – 1194
Pois preyatz me, senhor,
qu'eu chan, eu chantarai;
e can cuit chantar, plor
a l'ora c'o essai.
Greu veiretz chantador
be chan, si mal li vai.
Vai me doncs mal d'amor?
Ans mels que no fetz mai!
E doncs, per que m'esmai?
Gran ben e gran onor
conosc que Deus me fai,
qu'eu am la belazor
et ilh me, qu'eu o sai.
Mas eu sui sai, alhor,
e no sai com l'estai!
So m'auci de dolor,
car ochaizo non ai
de soven venir lai.
Amors, e que.m farai?
Si garrai ja ab te?
Ara cuit qu'e.m morrai
del dezirer que.m ve,
si.lh bela lai on jai
no m'aizis pres de se,
qu'eu la manei e bai
et estrenha vas me
so cors blanc, gras e le.
Bona domna, merce
del vostre fin aman!
Mas jonchas, ab col cle,
vos m'autrei e.m coman.
Qu'e.us pliu per bona fe
c'anc re no amei tan.
E si locs s'esdeve,
vos me fatz bel semblan,
que molt n'ai gran talan.
(Since you request me to sing, my Lords, I shall sing.And when I think of singing, I weep just at the moment when I begin. You will hardly ever here a singer who sings well, if he is unhappy. Am I thus unhappy in love? No, rather better than ever. Then why I am I in disarray?
I know that God has done me a great honor, since I love the most beautiful of women and she me, as far as I know. But I am elsewhere, and I do not know how she is, which kills me with sorrow, for I do not often have the opportunity to go there.
Now, Love, what shall I do? Shall I ever be cured of you? Right now I think I will die of the desire that comes upon me, if the fair one invites me to be near her, where she sleeps, so that I can caress and kiss and hold next to mine her body, white, round, and smooth.
Sweet lady, have pity on your faithful lover! Hands joined, head bowed, I commend myself to your mercy. For I swear to you in faith that I have never loved anyone as much as you. And if the right moment occurs, show me your best behavior, for I really desire it so.)
Scheme | AAABACADD ACABAXADD AEACDBXEF BGFGCXCGG AA X B |
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Poetic Form | Etheree (23%) |
Metre | 1111 1111 11111 0110111 111 111111 1111110 111111 11111 11111 11111 1111 111111 111011 1111110 1111 1111 1111 11110 11111 101111 1111 110111 11111 11111 1111 111110 1011 11110 11111 11110 111101 11111 1111 11111 111111 110111111111111110111101011011110101010111111010111010011101011011111001 111111101101110110011001111111111101111111111110111110100100111 11111111101111111111110010110111011011111011111110101011110101101 1101101110101111101111101111101111101101111010110011111010111001011 |
Closest metre | Iambic heptameter |
Characters | 1,844 |
Words | 397 |
Sentences | 37 |
Stanzas | 7 |
Stanza Lengths | 9, 9, 9, 9, 2, 1, 1 |
Lines Amount | 40 |
Letters per line (avg) | 35 |
Words per line (avg) | 10 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 198 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 55 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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