Francois Villon - Poetry in Translation

See Also: Société François Villon

Ballad Of The Gibbet
Les Regrets De La Belle Hëaulmiere
Rondel
The Ballad Of The Ladies Of Yore
Abor Amorris
To Death Of His Lady
The Debate Between Villon And His Heart
Ballade
Le Testament: Ballade: ‘Item: Donne A Ma Povre Mere’
Ballade: Epistre
Ballade: Du Concours De Blois
Le Testament: Ballade: Pour Robert d’Estouteville
Le Testament: Epitaph et Rondeau
Le Testament: Ballade: A S’amye
Rondeau

Five Translations

A Ballad of Francois Villon
Ballads from Francois Villon

Three Translations by Dante Gabriel Rossetti
I. The Ballad of Dead Ladies

II. To Death, of His Lady
III. His Mother's Service to Our Lady

Ten Translations by Charles Swinburne
I. The Complaint of The Fair Armouress
II. A Double Ballad of Good Counsel
III. Fragment on Death
IV. Ballad of The Lords of Old Times
V. Ballad of The Women of Paris
VI. Ballad Written for a Bridegroom
VII. Ballad against the Enemies of France
VIII. The Dispute of the Heart and Body of Francois Villon
IX. Epistle in Form of a Ballad to His Friends
X. The Epitaph in Form of a Ballad

Seven Translations by John Payne

I. Ballad of Old-Time Lords
II. The Doctrine of The Fair Helm-Maker to The  Light O' Loves
III. Seemly Lesson of Villon to The  Good-for-Noughts
IV. Ballad of Good Doctrine to Those of Ill Life
V. Ballad Crying All Folk Mercy
VI. Ballad, by Way of Ending
VII. Epitaph

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To Death Of His Lady 

Death, of thee do I make my moan, / Who hadst my lady away from me,

Rondel 

Goodbye! the tears are in my eyes; / Farewell, farewell, my prettiest;

Ballad Of The Gibbet 

Brothers and men that shall after us be, / Let not your hearts be hard

Abor Amorris 

I have a tree, a graft of Love, / That in my heart has taken root;

The Debate Between Villon And His Heart

Who's that I hear?—It's me—Who?—Your heart / Hanging on by the thinnest

The Ballad Of The Ladies Of Yore 

Tell me now in what hidden way is / Lady Flora the lovely Roman?
Les Regrets De La Belle Hëaulmiere 

ADVIS m'est que j'oy regreter / La belle qui fut hëaulmiere,

Ballade 

I know flies in milk / I know the man by his clothe
Ballade: Du Concours De Blois

I’m dying of thirst beside the fountain, / Hot as fire, and with chatte

Le Testament: Ballade: ‘Item: Donne A Ma Povre Mere’ 

This I give to my poor mother / As a prayer now, to our Mistress

Ballade: Epistre

Have pity now, have pity now on me, / If you at least would, friends of

Le Testament: Ballade: Pour Robert d’Estouteville 

At dawn of day, when falcon shakes his wing, / Mainly from pleasure,

Le Testament: Epitaph et Rondeau 

Epitaph / Here there lies, and sleeps in the grave,

Rondeau 

Oh, grant him now eternal peace, / Lord, and everlasting light,

Le Testament: Ballade: A S’amye 

 False beauty that costs me so dear, / Rough indeed, a hypocrite sweet