Aucassin and Nicolete · early 13th century
Section 31 (sung)
Translated by Andrew Lang (1887)
Here one singeth:
Aucassin his horse doth stay,
From the saddle watched the fray,
All the stour and fierce array;
Right fresh cheeses carried they,
Apples baked, and mushrooms grey,
Whoso splasheth most the ford
He is master called and lord.
Aucassin doth gaze awhile,
Then began to laugh and smile
And made game.
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Anonymous (Old French). Aucassin and Nicolete, Section 31 (sung). Translated by Andrew Lang. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/work/aucassin-nicolete-lang/30/.
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Anonymous (Old French). Aucassin and Nicolete, Section 31 (sung). Translated by Andrew Lang. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/work/aucassin-nicolete-lang/30/.