Walther von der Vogelweide
I'Ve Got My Fief
I've got my fief, you world! A fief at last!
I shall not fear the February blast,
and petty barons can be flattered less.
The noble king has handed me heart's-ease:
a cozy winter hearth, a summer breeze.
The neighbors won't act haughty any more
and make sour faces, as they did before.