Alienor
My favorite French poet is François Villon. He was a bit of a "bad" boy poet of 15th century France but his poetry is masterful and speaks of common life in his time. This poem is based on an acrostic he wrote. A reading of Villon's Testament By David A. Fein page 37 discusses the particular work I used. There is a preview of those bages at google books here: http://books.google.com/books?id=T70is4h90SMC Alienor Allons-y au départ, c’est l'aventure ou rien Liaisons d'amour ou amitié main en main. Ile de France, centre belle Est-ce que tu es encore fidele ? Noyant pas dans l’hiver tristesse Ore de printemps arrive en vitesse Remplie mon cœur en son jeunesse.
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