BH1001, Guillaume Du Fay: Motets - Blue Heron

6 Mon cuer me fait tous dis penser
acrostic = Maria Andreasq[ue]
Mon cuer me fait tous dis penser
a vous, belle, bonne, sans per,
rose odourans comme la grainne,
jone, gente, blanche que lainne,
amoureuse, sage en parler.
Aultre de vous ne puis amer
ne requerir ny honnourer,
dame de toute beaulté plainne.
Mon cuer me fait tous dis penser
a vous, belle, bonne, sans per,
rose odourans comme la grainne.
Resjoys sui et veuil chanter
et en mon cuer n’a point d’amer;
ayms ay toute joye mondaynne
sans avoir tristresse ne painne,
quant veoir puis vo beau vis cler.
Mon cuer me fait tous dis penser...
7 Flos florum
Flos florum, fons hortorum, regina polorum,
spes venie, lux letitie, medicina dolorum,
virga recens et virgo decens, forma bonorum:
parce reis et opem fer eis in pace piorum,
pasce tuos, succure tuis, miserere tuorum.
My heart makes me think always
of you—fair, good, without peer,
a rose sweet-smelling as cardamom,
young, noble, white as fleece,
amorous, wise in speech.
Another than you I cannot love,
nor court, nor honor,
O lady full of every beauty.
My heart makes me think always
of you—fair, good, without peer,
a rose sweet-smelling as cardamom.
I rejoice and want to sing
and in my heart is no trace of bitterness;
rather I have every earthly joy,
without sadness or pain,
when I can behold your fair, radiant face.
My heart makes me think always...
Flower of flowers, fount of gardens, queen of the heavens,
hope of pardon, light of joy, remedy of sorrows,
fresh branch and seemly virgin, model of goodness:
spare the guilty and grant them a reward
in the peace of the righteous,
feed thine own, succour thine own,
have mercy upon thine own.
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