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So through the eyes love attains the heart For the eyes are the scouts of the heart And the eyes go reconnoitering For what it would please the heart to p
by jacobwilliamroy 8y ago
So through the eyes love attains the heart
For the eyes are the scouts of the heart
And the eyes go reconnoitering
For what it would please the heart to possess
And when they are in full accord
And firm, all three, in one resolve
At that time, perfect love is born
From what the eyes have made welcome to the heart.
For as all true lovers know, love is perfect kindness
Which is born, there is no doubt from the heart and eyes.*
-Guiraut de Borneilh
>Tristan, you have drunk your death
>>If by my death you mean this agony of love, that is my life. If by my death you mean the punishment [Iseult and I] are to suffer if discovered, I accept that. But if by my death you mean eternal punishment in the fires of hell, I accept that too.
What about the troubadours? It seems like their works had a common theme of "My love for this person is an expression of who I am and what is happening inside of me as an individual"
Everything I know about the troubadours I learned watching Joseph Campbell and Bill Moyers on my TV, so I may be missing some important information.
- Bayart 8y agoIt's not long form fiction though, it's essentially song-writing. The success of that genre, and it's exotic dimension, had a lot to do with its sentimental overtones (and erotic undertones), which was at the time quite disruptive. Socially it correlates with the rise of a new intelligentsia looking for more than the epic fiction that were the literary bread and butter until then. It colored the chivalric literature that came afterwards but even then the epic form remained the framework of reference.
- jacobwilliamroy 8y agoAh. Thanks for clarifying.