“When I behold the skylark move in perfect joy towards its love the sun, when I behold the skylark, growing drunk with joy, forget the use of wings, so that it topples from the height of heavens, I envy the bird's fate.”

—  Bernart de Ventadorn

Can vei la lauzeta mover
De joi sas alas contra·l rai,
Que s'oblid'e·s laissa chazer
Per la doussor c'al cor li vai,
Ai, tan grans enveya m'en ve
De cui qu'eu veya jauzïon.
"Can vei la lauzeta mover", line 1; translation from James Branch Cabell The Cream of the Jest ([1917] 1972) p. 33.

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Can vei la lauzeta mover<br/>De joi sas alas contra·l rai,<br/>Que s'oblid'e·s laissa chazer<br/>Per la doussor c'al cor li vai,<br/>Ai, tan grans enveya m'en ve<br/>De cui qu'eu veya jauzïon.

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