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29. Balade: «En languissant defineront my jour» La grant beaulté de vo viaire cler Et la doulseur dont vous estez paree Me fait de vous si fort enamourer, Chiere dame, qu’avoir ne puis duree. A toute heure est en vous ma pensee. Desir m’asault durement par rigour. Et se par vous ne m’est grace donnee, En languissant defineront my jour. Allegement ne pourroye trouver Du mal que j’ay par creature nee Se par vous non, en qui veul affermer Entierement mon cuer, sans dessevree. Il est vostre. Longtemps vous ay amee Celeement, sans en faire clamour, Et se l’amour de vous m’est reffusee, En languissant defineront my jour. Si vous suppli humblement que passer Ma requeste vueillez, s’il vous agree. Assez povez congnoistre mon penser Par ma chanson, qui balade est nommee. Plus ne vous dy, belle tresdesiree. Demonstrez moy, s’il vous plaist, vo doulsour, Car autrement, soiez acertainnee, En languissant defineront my jour.

29. Ballade: “In languishing my days will come to an end” The great beauty of your bright face And the sweetness with which you are adorned Make me so deeply in love with you, Dear lady, that I cannot resist. My thought is upon you at every hour. Desire assails me harshly and severely, And if by you I am not given grace, In languishing my days will come to an end. I would not be able to find relief From the pain that I have from any creature born If not from you, on whom I wish to fix Entirely my heart, without separation. It is yours. I have loved you for a long time Secretly, without making complaint, And if your love is refused to me, In languishing my days will come to an end. Thus I beseech you humbly that you please Accept my request, if it pleases you. You can understand well enough my thoughts From my song, which is called a ballade. I say no more, deeply desired beauty. Show me, please, your gentleness, For otherwise, be assured, In languishing my days will come to an end.