262 TROUVERES.
Fit wooer he for such an one
The flatterer, with his wily tongue,
Who knows the way, by shrewd address,
To crown his purpose with success.
THIBAUD, KING OF NAVARRE.
Something has already been said of this prince's
poetry and history. He was born in 1201, and died
in 1253. His songs have had the good fortune to
meet with a most learned and industrious editor in
M. Ravalliere, who has perhaps bestowed more pains
on them than their intrinsic merit can be said to have
deserved. The following seems written on the eve
of a crusade to which he went in-1238.
Dame, ensi est qu' il m' en convient aler,
Et departir de la doce contree,
Ou tant ai mauz soffers et eridurez ;
Quant je vos lais, droiz est, que je m* en hee :
Dex ! porquoi fu la terre d' outremer, -
Qui tant amans aura fait desevrer,
Dont puis ne fu 1'amour reconforte,
Ne ne porent lor joie remembrcr ?
Fit wooer he for such an one
The flatterer, with his wily tongue,
Who knows the way, by shrewd address,
To crown his purpose with success.
THIBAUD, KING OF NAVARRE.
Something has already been said of this prince's
poetry and history. He was born in 1201, and died
in 1253. His songs have had the good fortune to
meet with a most learned and industrious editor in
M. Ravalliere, who has perhaps bestowed more pains
on them than their intrinsic merit can be said to have
deserved. The following seems written on the eve
of a crusade to which he went in-1238.
Dame, ensi est qu' il m' en convient aler,
Et departir de la doce contree,
Ou tant ai mauz soffers et eridurez ;
Quant je vos lais, droiz est, que je m* en hee :
Dex ! porquoi fu la terre d' outremer, -
Qui tant amans aura fait desevrer,
Dont puis ne fu 1'amour reconforte,
Ne ne porent lor joie remembrcr ?