Songs of Old France

Ballade

Charles D'Orléans

1391–1465

Go away, go; away, away,
Trouble, care and melancholy,
Think you, all my life, over me
To lord it as you do to-day?
Nay: over you in sooth I say
Reason shall gain the mastery.
Go away, go; away, away,
Trouble, care and melancholy.

If e'er again you come this way
With those your hateful company;
I pray that God may curse me
You all and your returning day.
Go away, go; away, away,
Trouble, care and melancholy.