I must go walk the woods so wild, and wander here and there in dred and dedly fere, for where I trusted,I am begild, and all for one.
Thus am I banisshed from by blis by craft and false pretens, fautles without offens, as of return no certen is, and all for fere of one.
The ronning stremes shall be my drinke, acorns schall be my fode, nothing may do me good, but when your bewty I do think, and all for love of one.
2. Ozymandias I
[Lyrics: Percy Bysshe Shelley]
I met a traveller from an antique land, who said: "two vast and trunkless legs of stone stand in the desert... and on the pedestal these words appear: 'my name is Ozymandias, king of kings; look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!' nothing beside remains. the lone and level sands stretch far away."
3. Vogelfluc
[Lyrics: Her Bernger von Horheim]
Mir ist alle zоt als ich vliegende var, ob al der werlte und diu min alliu si. swar ich gedenke, vil wol sprung ich dar. swie verre ez ist, wil ich, sost mirz nвhe bо.
Starc unde snel, beidiu rоche unde frо ist mir der muot: dur daz loufe ich sф balde: mirn mac entrinnen kein tier in dem walde - daz ist gar gelogen: ich bin swaere als ein blо.
4. Blac
[Lyrics: Anonymous]
Blac is the colour that is good, so say I and many mo; blac is my hat, blac is my hood blac is all that longeth therto.
Summe men sayen that I am blac - it is a colour for my prow; ther I love, ther is no lac, I may not be so white as thou. blac wol do as good a nede as the white at bord and bedde; and therto also trew in dede, and therto I ley my lif to wedde.
Wind and water may steyne the white, iwis; the blac it may not so. ther is the blac is all my delite; I am iholde be skile therto. pepper withoute it is well blac, iwis; withinne it is not so. lat go the colour an tak the smac, this I sey by me and mo.
5. Dulcis Amor
[Lyrics: Carmina Burana]
Que te caret hoc tempore, fit vilior. o dulcis Amor.
Ecce florescunt lilia, et virginum dant agmina summo deorum carmina. dulcis Amor.
Veris dulcis in tempore florenti stat sub arbore luliana cum sorore dulcis Amor.
Si tenerem, quam cupio, in nemore sub folio, oscularer cum gaudio. dulcis Amor.
6. Cupido
[Lyrics: Carmina Burana]
Stetit puella rufa tunica; si quis eam tetigit, tunica crepuit.
Stetit puella tamquam rosula: facie splenduit et os eius floruit.
7. Flow
[Lyrics: J. Dowland]
Flow, my tears, fall from your springs! exiled for ever let me mourn; where night's black bird her sad infamy sings, there let me live forlorn.
Hark, you shadows that in darkness dwell, learn to contemn light. happy, happy they that in hell feel not the world's despite.
Down, vain lights, shine you no more! no nights are dark enough for those that in despair their lost fortunes deplore; light doth but shame disclose.
8. Flamma
[Lyrics: Carmina Burana]
Tempus est iocundum, o virgines! modo congaudete, vos iuvenes!
Flos est puellarum, quam diligo, et rosa rosarum, qua caleo.
Tua me confortat promissio, tua me deportat negatio.
O, totus floreo! iam amore virginali totus ardeo; novus, novus amor est, quo pereo!
Tua mecum ludit, virginitas, tua me detrudit simplicitas.
Veni, domicella, cum gaudio! veni, veni, bella! iam pereo!
9. Amor Volat
[Lyrics: Carmina Burana]
Amor volat undique; captus est libidine. iuvenes iuvencule que secuntur merito, si que sine socio.
Amor tenet omnia, mutat cordis intima, querit Amor devia. Amor melle dulcior, felle fit amarior.
Amor simplex, callidus; rufus Amor, pallidus; truculens in omnibus, Amor est placabilis, constans et instabilis. Amor regit iuvenes, Amor capit virgines.
Frigidus et calidus numquam tibi socius! dormit dolens sepius in natura frigidus; nichil tibi vilius.
10. Ozymandias II
11. Indiscrete
[Lyrics: Carmina Burana]
Bacchus sepe visitans mulierem genus facit eas subditas tibi, o tu Venus.
Ecce deus opportunus, nullo tempore ieiunus, ante cibum matutinum ebrius eructat vinum, cuius mensa et cratera sunt beatitudo vera.
Sic religionis cultus in ventre movet tumultus, rugit venter in agone, vinum pugnat cum medone; vita felix otiosa, circa ventrem operosa.
Venter inquit: "nichil curo preter me, sic me procuro, ut in pace in id ipsum molliter gerens me ipsum super potum, super escam dormiam et requiescam."
Quidam ludunt, quidam bibunt, quidam indiscrete vivunt.
Por que nos ajamos sempre, noit e dia, dela remenbranca, en Domas achamos que Santa Maria fez gran demonstranca
En esta cidade, que vos ei ja dita, ouv'y hua dona de mui santa vida, mui fazedor d'algu'e de todo mal quita, rica a mui nobre e de ben comprida. mas, por que sabiamos como non queria do mundo gabanca, como fez digamos hun' albergaria, u fillou moranca.
E ali morand'e muito ben fazendo a toda-las gentes que per y passavan, vo y un monge, segund'eu aprendo, que pousou con ela, com outros pousavan. diss'ela: "oucamos u tedes via, se ides a Franca." diss'el: "mas cuidamos dereit'a Suria, log'ir sen tardanza."
Log' enton a dona, chorando dos ollos muito lle rogava que per y tornasse, des que el ouvesse fito-los gollos ant'o San Sepulcro e en el beijasse. "e mais vos rogamos que, sse vos prazia ha semellanca que dala vejamos da que sempre guia os seus sen erranca."
13. Remember Me
[Lyrics: Dido's lament from "Dido and Aeneas"]
When I am laid in earth, may my wrongs creat no trouble in thy breast:
