Charity by François Villon

from Bequests, lines 233–240

Item: I bequeath to the poorhouse
my hammock, made of spider webs.
To those who flop under market stalls,
trembling there with faces clenched,
wasted, hairy, chilled deep through,
their trousers short, their smocks worn thin,
frozen, beaten, wracked with flu—
a fist in the eye for each.

From: http://parnassusreview.com/archives/1663

Date: 1463 (original in French); 2012 (translation in English)

By: François Villon (1431-1463)

Translated by: David Georgi (19??- )

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: