In times gone by there lived a Count of Ponthieu, who loved chivalry and the pleasures of the world beyond measure, and moreover was a stout knight and a gallant gentleman — Marie de France Copy Share Image
If one of two lovers is loyal, and the other jealous and false, how may their friendship last, for Love is slain! — Marie de France Copy Share Image
The dead and past stories that I have told again in divers fashions, are not set down without authority. — Marie de France Copy Share Image
Great were the lamentation and the cry when the news of this mischance was noised about the city. Such a tumult of mourning was… — Marie de France Copy Share Image
“Anyone who has received from God the gift of knowledge and true eloquence has a duty not to remain silent” — Marie de France Copy Share Image
But Fortune, who never forgets her duty, turns her wheel suddenly. — Marie de France Copy Share Image
Whosoever counts these Lays as fable, may be assured that I am not of his mind. — Marie de France Copy Share Image
Whoever wants to tell a variety of stories ought to have a variety of beginnings. — Marie de France Copy Share Image
Now will I rehearse before you a very ancient Breton Lay. As the tale was told to me, so, in turn, will I tell… — Marie de France Copy Share Image
For what the lover would, that would the beloved; what she would ask of him that should he go before to grant. Without accord… — Marie de France Copy Share Image
“But where is it written in the Gospel that we are instructed to hate anyone, however erroneous their beliefs might be?” — Marie de France Copy Share Image
