Jean Antoine de Baif
Jean Antoine de Baif Poems
- The Calculation Of Life Thou art aged; but recount, Since ...
- Epitaph On Rabelais Pluto, bid Rabelais welcome to thy shore,...
- O Ma Belle Rebelle! O ma belle rebelle! Las! que tu m'es ...
- Du Printemps La froidure paresseuse De l'yver a fait son ...
- De Rose Ce n'est point la paquerete, La marguerite, le ...
- Quand Je Te Vis Entre Un Milli...
- Viens, Mort, À Mon Secours Vie... Viens, mort, à mon secours ...
Jean Antoine de Baïf was a French poet and member of the Pléiade.
He was born in Venice, the natural son of the scholar Lazare de Baïf, who was at that time French ambassador at Venice. Thanks, perhaps, to the surroundings of his childhood, he grew up an enthusiast for the fine arts, and surpassed in zeal all the leaders of the Renaissance in France. His father spared no pains to secure the best possible education for his son. The boy was taught Latin by Charles Estienne, and Greek by Ange Vergèce, the Cretan scholar and calligraphist who designed Greek types for Francis I.
When he was eleven years old he was put under the care of the famous Jean ... more »
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The Calculation Of Life
Thou art aged; but recount,
Since thy early life began,
What may be the just amount
Thou shouldst number of thy span:
How much to thy debts belong,
How much when vain fancy caught thee,
How much to the giddy throng,
How much to the poor who sought thee,
How much to thy lawyer's wiles,
How much to thy menial crew,
How much to thy lady's smiles,
How much to thy sick-bed due,
How much for thy hours of leisure,
For thy hurrying to and fro,
How much for each idle pleasure,—
If the list thy memory know.
Every wasted, misspent day, ...