TROUBADOURS. THE COUNTESS DE DIE. LA COMTESSE DE DIE belongs to the second half of the 12th century. Her history is generally connected with that of Rambaud d'Aurenga (Orange); and the songs of each relate to their mutual passion. A chantar m'er de so qu' ieu no volria, Ni ma beutatz, ni mos pretz, ni mos sens; I SING of one I would not sing, Such anguish from my love hath sprung; Of him, like frail or faithless maid. On one sweet thought my soul has dwelt,― That my unchanging faith was thine; Not Seguis for Valensa felt A love more pure and high than mine: In all beside thou art above My highest thoughts-but not in love,- Yet must I wonder, gazing there On that severe and chilling mien : It is not just, another fair Should fill the heart where I have been: Whate'er her worth, remember thou When I remember all thy worth, Thy rank, thy honours,-well I see There cannot be the heart on earth That would not bend in love to thee: But thou, whose penetrating eyes Can quickly pierce through each disguise, |