Taylor, Edgar [Hrsg.]; Austin, Sarah [Hrsg.]: Lays of the minnesingers or German troubadours of the twelfth and thirteenth centuries: Illustr. by specimens of the contemporary lyric poetry of Provence and other parts of Europe ; With histor. and crit. notes, and engravings from the ms. of the minnesingers in the king's library at Paris, and from other sources (London, 1825)

242 TROUBADOUKS.

I eagerly inhale the breeze

From thee, sweet Provence, blowing;
And all that's thine delights me so,

Such pleasant thoughts bestowing,
That if thy very name is named

I listen joyously,
And ask a hundred words for one—

So sweet to hear of thee.

And surely none can name a spot

So sweet in memory biding,
As 'twixt the Durance and the sea,

Where the swift Rhone is gliding:
There ever fresh delights abound,

There, midst its people gay,
I left my heart with one whose smile

Would drive each grief away.

Ne'er let the day be lightly named

When first I saw that lady:
From her my joy and pleasure flows;

And he whose tongue is ready
To give her praise, whate'er he says,

Of fair or good, is true :
She is the brightest, past compare,

That e'er the wide world knew.