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Pub. 1553.
Lyrics: Anon
O doux regard, O parler gracieux,
O ris humain, O fac' un peu brunette,
O doux aimer, procédant de ses yeux
Qui sont assis en face très nette,
O grand douceur. O céleste planète,
Sous qui le ciel a voulu ma naissance!
Ma liberté je mets en ta puissance
Et puisqu'amour m'a ton serf destiné
J'ai grand espoir, que voyant ma constance,
Ton coeur vers moy ne sera obstiné.
O sweet gaze, O graceful speech,
O humane smile, O lightly browned face,
O sweet love, emanating from those eyes
Set in so very clear a complexion,
O great sweetness. O celestial orb,
Under which heaven willed my birth!
I put my liberty under your sway,
Since love has destined me to be your serf;
I dearly hope that, seeing my constancy,
Your heart will not be unbending towards me.
O doux regard, O parler gracieux,
O ris humain, O fac' un peu brunette,
O doux aimer, procédant de ses yeux
Qui sont assis en face très nette,
O grand douceur. O céleste planète,
Sous qui le ciel a voulu ma naissance!
Ma liberté je mets en ta puissance
Et puisqu'amour m'a ton serf destiné
J'ai grand espoir, que voyant ma constance,
Ton coeur vers moy ne sera obstiné.
O sweet gaze, O graceful speech,
O humane smile, O lightly browned face,
O sweet love, emanating from those eyes
Set in so very clear a complexion,
O great sweetness. O celestial orb,
Under which heaven willed my birth!
I put my liberty under your sway,
Since love has destined me to be your serf;
I dearly hope that, seeing my constancy,
Your heart will not be unbending towards me.