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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=391746" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Ballade: Epistre</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=391746" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Have pity now, have pity now on me,<br>If you at least would, friends of mine.<br>I'm in the depths, not holly or may,<br>In exile, where I've been consigned<br>By Fortune, as God too has designed.<br>Girls, lovers, youngsters, fresh to hand,<br>Dancers, tumblers that leap like lambs,<br>Agile as arrows, like shots from a cannon,<br>Throats tinkling, clear as bells on rams,<br>Will you leave him here, your poor old Villon?<br> <br>Singers, singing in lawless freedom,<br>Jokers, pleasant in word and deed,<br>Run free of false gold, alloy, come,<br>Men of wit - somewhat deaf indeed -<br>Hurry, be quick now, he's dying poor man.<br>Makers of lays, motets and rondeaux,<br>Will you bring him warmth when he's down below?<br>No lightning or storm reach where he's gone.<br>With these thick walls they've blinded him so.<br>Will you leave him here, your poor old Villon?<br> <br>Come see him here, in his piteous plight,<br>Noblemen, free of tax and tithe,<br>Holding nothing by king or emperor's right,<br>But by grace of the God of Paradise.<br>Sundays and Tuesdays he fasts and sighs,<br>His teeth are as sharp as the rats' below,<br>After dry bread, and no gateaux,<br>Water for soup that floats his guts along.<br>With no table or chair, he's lying low.<br>Will you leave him here, your poor old Villon?</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=391746" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Princes of note, old, new, don't fail:<br>Beg the king's pardon for me, and seal,<br>And a basket to raise me, I'll sit upon:<br>So pigs behave, to each other, they say,<br>When one pig squeals, all rush that way.<br>Will you leave him here, your poor old Villon?</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Fran%C3%A7ois+Villon">François Villon</a></strong></div>

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