Death, I appeal to your harshness | Death, I appeal to your harshness

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by François Villon (1431 - 1463)

Translation © by Laura Stanfield Prichard

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(Sung text for setting by F. Martin)

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Language: Middle French

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Mort, j'appelle de ta rigueur,
Qui m'as ma maîtresse ravie,
Et n'es pas encore assouvie
Si tu ne me tiens en langueur :

Or puis n'eus force ne vigueur ;
Mais que te nuisait-elle en vie,
Mort ?

Deux étions et n'avions qu'un coeur ;
S'il est mort, force est que dévie,
Voire, ou que je vive sans vie
Comme les images, par coeur,
Mort !

Composition:

Frank Martin

Poèmes de la Mort et Ballade des Pendus

Text Authorship:

by François Villon (1431 - 1463), "Rondeau (Mort, j'appelle de ta rigueur)", appears in Le Testament

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ENG English (Laura Stanfield Prichard) , "Death, I appeal to your harshness", copyright © 2016, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
ENG English (Grant Hicks) , copyright © 2025, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

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This text was added to the website: 2008-09-13
Line count: 12
Word count: 65

Death, I appeal to your harshness

(Sung text translation for setting by F. Martin)

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Language: English after the Middle French

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Death, I appeal to your harshness,
Who stole from me my delightful mistress,
And yet were not sated
Until you see my languishing:

Or I've had neither strength nor force;
But how would it be detrimental to you- if she were alive,
Death?

There once were two who shared a heart;
If that heart is dead, that power is deflected,
If so, I must live without love
Like those statues, in my heart
Death!

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a text in Middle French by François Villon (1431 - 1463), "Rondeau (Mort, j'appelle de ta rigueur)", appears in Le Testament
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This text was added to the website: 2016-04-14
Line count: 12
Word count: 76