François Villon Poems
|1.||Ballade [the Goat Scratches So Much It Can'T Sleep]||1/29/2015|
|2.||Ballad Of The Gibbet||12/12/2014|
|3.||Ballade [i Die Of Thirst Beside The Fountain]||1/28/2015|
|4.||Le Testament: Rondeau||3/29/2012|
|5.||Le Testament: Ballade: ‘item: Donne A Ma Povre Mere'||3/29/2012|
|6.||Le Testament: Epitaph Et Rondeau||3/29/2012|
|7.||The Ballad Of Villon And Fat Madge||3/29/2012|
|10.||Le Testament: Ballade: A S'Amye||3/29/2012|
|12.||Le Testament: Les Regrets De La Belle Heaulmière||3/29/2012|
|13.||Le Testament: Ballade: Pour Robert D'Estouteville||3/29/2012|
|14.||Ballade: Du Concours De Blois||3/29/2012|
|15.||Villon’s Epitaph (Ballade Of The Hanged Men)||1/13/2003|
|16.||Ballade To Our Lady||1/13/2003|
|18.||Epitaph In The Form Of A Ballade||1/13/2003|
|19.||The Debate Between Villon And His Heart||1/13/2003|
|20.||Ballad Of The Ladies Of Yore||1/13/2003|
|22.||The Ballad Of The Proverbs||1/13/2003|
Comments about François Villon
The Ballad Of The Proverbs
So rough the goat will scratch, it cannot sleep.
So often goes the pot to the well that it breaks.
So long you heat iron, it will glow;
so heavily you hammer it, it shatters.
So good is the man as his praise;
so far he will go, and he's forgotten;
so bad he behaves, and he's despised.
So loud you cry Christmas, it comes.
So glib you talk, you end up in contradictions.
So good is your credit as the favors you got.
So much you promise that you will back out.
So doggedly you beg that your wish is granted;
so high climbs the price when you want a ...
Goodbye! the tears are in my eyes;
Farewell, farewell, my prettiest;
Farewell, of women born the best;
Good-bye! the saddest of good-byes.
Farewell! with many vows and sighs
My sad heart leaves you to your rest;
Farewell! the tears are in my eyes;
Farewell! from you my miseries
Are more than now may be confessed,