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Französisch > Englisch: A History of the Family Detailed field: Sozialwissenschaften, Soziologie, Ethik usw.
Ausgangstext - Französisch A History of the Family
Volume 1: Distant Worlds, Ancient Worlds,
translated by Sarah Hanbury Tenison, Rosemary Morris and Andrew Wilson. Volume 2: The Impact of Modernity, translated by Sarah Hanbury Tenison
Ed. André Burgiere et al., Polity Press, 1996
Ballade de la vieillesse
Jehan REGNIER (1392-1468)
Puis que je sens que Vieillesse à moy vient
Et Jeunesse me laisse et si m'oublie,
Prendre congé des armes me convient,
Car ma puissance si m'est du tout faillie.
Mon fait ne vault desormais une oublie ;
Tel desjeuner ne quiert que le polet,
Mieulx me vauldrait manger ung euf molet
Pour soustenir mon corps en bon propos.
Je suis maistre, j'estoye meilleur varlet ;
Je ne quiers plus que l'aise et le repos.
Quant du bon temps passé il me souvient,
Que nous allions chasser à l'acropie.
Et ou printemps que chascun en aviens
Que nous allions querir les nidz de pie,
Et maintenant j'ay au nez la roupie,
Nulles dens n'ay, je mangeue soupe en laict,
Pourré je suis et si ay mantelet,
Emprès le feu vin et eaue en deux potz,
Les mains me tremblent et bois au gobelet ;
Je ne quiers plus que l'aise et le repos.
.....
Übersetzung - Englisch Ballad of Old Age
by Jehan Regnier
Since I feel that old age is coming to me
And that youth has left me and forgotten me,
It behoves me to take leave of arms,
Because my strength has all dwindled away...
I seek nothing more than ease and repose.
When I recall the good times past,
When we went hunting with you riding pillion...
And now I have a drip on my nose,
Toothless, I eat milk broth,
Wrapped in furs, sitting in my dressing gown
Near the fire, with wine and water in two flasks,
With trembling hands dribbling my drink;
I seek nothing more than ease and repose.
Ah, my love! Those times will not return,
If we expect them to, it is very foolish of us,
We must go on without knowing what will become of us,
We must cry Forget, forget, forget...
Prince, old age has reduced me
To studying calendars and dates,
Feeding on the medecine of my deeds,
I seek nothing more than ease and repose.
History of Old Age, by G. Minois, p. 238
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