THE PAKADIS d'aMOUR, 275
They fancy time for them stands still,
And pity me my hairs of gray,
And smile to hear how once their sires
To me could kneeling homage pay.
And I, too, smile, to gaze upon
These butterflies in youth elate,
So heedless, sporting round the flame
' Where thousand such have met their fate.
THE AUTHOR OF THE PARADIS
D'AMOUR.
The " Paradis d' Amour" is a romance of the 13th
century, of which Le Grand d'Aussy published a
selected abridgement, and which Mr. Way translated
with still greater deviations from the original. Le
Grand gave only the first verse of the following song;
but M. Roquefort has published the whole, from the
MS. in the king's library, in his " Etat de la Poesie
Francoise dans les XII" & XIIF siecles." It will be
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They fancy time for them stands still,
And pity me my hairs of gray,
And smile to hear how once their sires
To me could kneeling homage pay.
And I, too, smile, to gaze upon
These butterflies in youth elate,
So heedless, sporting round the flame
' Where thousand such have met their fate.
THE AUTHOR OF THE PARADIS
D'AMOUR.
The " Paradis d' Amour" is a romance of the 13th
century, of which Le Grand d'Aussy published a
selected abridgement, and which Mr. Way translated
with still greater deviations from the original. Le
Grand gave only the first verse of the following song;
but M. Roquefort has published the whole, from the
MS. in the king's library, in his " Etat de la Poesie
Francoise dans les XII" & XIIF siecles." It will be
t 2