Ordres de Paris, Les

I

On behalf of the spiritual God,
triple in his unit,
May I begin to tell
what my heart tells me!
And if I say the truth,
no person shall under estimate me.
My subject is this:
this world, which is getting worse.
I see cool charity
The men go without doctor of souls
where the devil drives
which diverts the inheritance of God.

II

Under many disguises and in many ways
those who have learned no trade
make sure to make a living:
some are of a gray frock,
others go shirtless
and are well aware that they mortify.
Others by their deceptive appearance
are the masters of Paris in France,
they have already invested the city.
God bless Paris misfortune,
he keeps false beliefs,
because she did not care to be taken!

III

Barres are near the Beguine
they have a hundred eighty nearby:
they only have to go through the door,
as doctrinal texts,
Examples; lessons
they are mutually share
prevent them from deviating from the right path.
They spend their time well suitably,
fasting, by imposing the discipline,
and they are comforting each other.
Leading such a life, he does not give it,
because he drew the winning number!

IV

The College of Beguines is light,
I'll tell you how:
we may well leave to get married.
On the other hand, the downward face which
and carries a very wide dress
Beguine is suddenly without uttering cards.
And we can not defend their
to have the very tender meat.
If, because they have some enthusiasm,
God wants to make a donation
the endless joy,
Saint Laurent has bought too much

V

The Jacobins are such good men
they Paris and Rome they,
they are the king, they are the Pope,
and money amount.
And who are dying are called
for executors, his soul is lost.
To hear them, they are apostles:
a chance that such people arent been to school
Nobody tells the truth about them than we knocks:
their hatred is not frivolous.
To me, that challenges me in my language too strong,
I can not tell you more than that: they are men.

VI

If the Cordeliers with rope
may have the agreement of God,
chance for them to be rope roped!
Lady of Mercy,
they say, agrees with them,
there will never disagree with it.
But I was told and told
such is worthy to Corpus Christi
demonstrations of love without the consent of his heart.
Was recently by one of them cooked
and compound in accordance
a book with which I disagree.

VII

The College of bags is poor and naked
They are so latecomers
they hardly survive
If God took a suit
like that they carry in the street,
they are very well remembered his coat.
It succeeded them
a man supports
Long as he lives, to the grace of God!
If Death stripped of life,
they go back where they came from:
each to his plow.

VIII

The king gathered in one house
(But I do not know what to do)
three hundred blind onions rank
They go to Paris three by three,
all day they constantly shout
"For three hundred who see drop!"
One shoots, the other drives,
they give many a thump,
because there is nobody to give them light.
If it takes fire, it is not in doubt,
Order burn completely.
King has to redo.

IX

It is said that God has daughters
but I never knew
God in his life had been a woman.
If you hold the lie to be true
and foolishness to wisdom,
I drop.
I say that this is not an Order,
but a scam, a hoax
to deceive fools.
It arrived today, tomorrow you get married:
the offspring of Mary
is larger today than yesterday evening.

X

The King girls quantity
and so numerous relatives
that no one would dare stand up to him.
France is not depopulated!
God keeps me healthy,
he did not need to make a portion of its land
for fear of having to defend the rest
for the king leads girls
and her daughters do the same.
Orders are in him Alexander
so that when turned to ashes
sing his praise for a hundred years.

XIV

Until Guillelmites remained
where holy men lived
in ancient times, as hermits,
they served God and believed in him.
But now they are tired,
one should not trust them.
They went away as guilty.
Now another guard the Hermitage,
them, they have done what they needed!
They are a bit away from Paris,
they will come close increasingly:
that is why they have started.
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Rutebeuf
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