Fair and Good It Is to Me

Fair and good it is to me when once again I see the leaf on the bough and the fresh flower, when the birds sing in the greenwood tree, and the true lovers are gay with love. Lover and in love am I, but I have suffered so many woes for so long that I am a little crazy.
But I love with all my reason and desire both Love and Youth and all that's beautiful to me; at the touch of joy I live and am renewed like the fruit on the bough when the birds sing: for in my heart I have leaves and flowers which keep me green and happy all the year, wherefore I feel no pain.
Though 'twas hard for her, yet the best and wisest lady under heaven makes me her servant; for she knows I love her with true love even as in my youth and that I shall long serve her beautiful body, so gay, so fair, so young, being a true lover whose whole heart is in love.
I shall have leaf, fruit and flower, boughs and green ways of love, if ever I have suffered woes; for she takes me as her lover and I pray her for God's sake that she remembers how I served her in my right mind, how I never changed my desire and how 'tis because of her that I love flowers and trees and the birds' song.
I shall be happier than a bird if she is pleased to give me a new sweet kiss for love's sake, for I would never pluck flower, fruit or leaf from another bough; none ever saw a lover who changed less; since she takes me as her servant, I will serve her in my youth and then in my old age if I live long enough.
Long have I given my heart and mind to do all her will, more than to the birds' song. For her sake I love youth and everything beautiful: so I am renewed like the fruit on the bough. When I can do aught for her love I desire no other flower, if it pleases her, by God, than that we should be together.
For I am her liegeman and it should not be hard for her to help her servant, who has been hers so long, by God! And if I lose my youth in love, the birds' song will be little aid to me. But if it please my lady she might keep me green as her true lover.
Above all lovers I was gay with love when I plucked from her the flower which I have never had since; 'tis this keeps me green when all else makes me grieve. If she harbours her servant for the love of God, she may long keep me valiant and in my right sense, gay and courteous and fresh as a flower on the bough.
Lady Vierna, long have I served you, but now am I renewed like the flower on the bough.
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