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Publ. 1549. This edition is at original pitch. A version arranged for dance band is appended. This piece is intended for dancing, and should be reinforced by percussion, observing the rhythms suggested by e.g. Thoinot Arbeau.
Lyrics: Anon
M'amie est tant honnête et sage
Que chacun doit la révérer.
Elle a si beau et clair visage
Qu'à foi tous cœurs peut attirer;
Mais le mien seul veut martirer.
Honneur m'arrête, amour ne point.
Las, je ne puis ainsi durer:
J'ai une amie et n'en ai point.
My love is so honest and wise
That everyone should respect her.
She has such a pretty, open face
That surely can attract the hearts of all,
but wants to hammer mine alone.
Honour constrains me, love does not at all.
Welladay, I can't suffer so:
I have a lover, yet nothing of her.
M'amie est tant honnête et sage
Que chacun doit la révérer.
Elle a si beau et clair visage
Qu'à foi tous cœurs peut attirer;
Mais le mien seul veut martirer.
Honneur m'arrête, amour ne point.
Las, je ne puis ainsi durer:
J'ai une amie et n'en ai point.
My love is so honest and wise
That everyone should respect her.
She has such a pretty, open face
That surely can attract the hearts of all,
but wants to hammer mine alone.
Honour constrains me, love does not at all.
Welladay, I can't suffer so:
I have a lover, yet nothing of her.