Aucassin and Nicolette

XXXIII

Sung

"Sovereign lord of Torelore,"
said the beautiful Nicole,
"your subjects are taking me for a madwoman:
when my sweet friend holds me in his arms
and when he feels the softness of my body against him,
I experience such joy
that neither dance, nor farandole, nor circle dance,
nor harp, nor violin, nor viola,
nor the pleasures of ladies' games
has any value in my eyes.