Louise Labe Poems
- Long-Felt Desires Long-felt desires, hopes as long as ...
- While Yet These Tears While yet these tears have power to ...
- Sonnet Xiv While I have tears that start into my eyes, At ...
- Sonnet Viii I live, I burn, I drown and I die I endure at ...
- I Flee The City, Temples, And ...
- Sonnet Vii All love is seen to fade and pass away. When soul...
- Sonnet Iii O languid longing, o languorous sighs. Rise up ...
Louise Labe was born in the early 1520s to a prosperous rope-maker, a member of the Lyon bourgeoisie. Her mother died when she was a child; her father had her educated in languages and music, and a brother may have taught her to ride and fence. She was married in her mid-teens to another rope-maker, some 30 years older than she. It was apparently after her marriage that she began to participate in the literary circles of Lyon.
In 1555 Euvres de Louize Labe Lionnoize was published in Lyon: it contained a prose dedicatory epistle to a local noblewoman, a prose Debat de Folie et d'Amour, 24 sonnets (the first in Italian), and three elegies; the work concluded with 24 poems by other ... more »
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Comments about Louise Labe
Long-felt desires, hopes as long as vain--
sad sighs--slow tears accustomed to run sad
into as many rivers as two eyes could add,
pouring like fountains, endless as the rain--
cruelty beyond humanity, a pain
so hard it makes compassionate stars go mad
with pity: these are the first passions I've had.
Do you think love could root in my soul again?
If it arched the great bow back again at me,
licked me again with fire, and stabbed me deep
with the violent worst, as awful as before,
the wounds that cut me everwhere would keep
me shielded, so there would be no ...