Douce Dame Jolie [English translation]

Sweet, beautiful lady

For God's sake, do not think

That anyone rules over me

But you alone

For endlessly, and without falsehood

I have cherished you

And humbly

All the days of my life

I have served you

With no unworthy thought

Alas! and I beg

For hope and aid

For my joy is ended

If you do not take pity

But your sweet mastery

Masters

My heart so harshly

That it torments

And binds it

So much in love

That it desires nothing

But to be in your service

And yet your heart

Grants it no relief

And since my sickness

Will never be healed

Without you, sweet enemy

Who is glad

At my torment

I join my hands and pray

To your heart, since it forgets me

That it should kill me quickly

For I languish too long

• Artist:Guillaume de Machaut