Ballad of the Women of Paris

…from the quills of the dead white poets

Francois Villon




Albeit the Venice Girls get praise

For their sweet speech and tender air,

And though the old women have wise ways

Of chaffering for amorous ware,

Yet at my peril dare I swear,

Search Rome, where God’s grace mainly tarries

Florence and Savoy, everywhere,

There’s no good girl’s lip out of Paris.


The Naples women, as folk prattle,

Are sweetly spoken and subtle enough:

German girls are good at tattle,

And Prussians make their boast thereof;

Take Egypt for the next remove,

Or that waste land the Tartar harries,

Spain or Greece, for the matter of love,

There’s no good girl’s lip out of Paris.


Breton and Swiss know nought of the matter,

Gascony girls or girls of Toulouse;

Two fishwomen with a half-hour’s chatter

Would shut them up by threes and twos;

Calais, Lorraine, and all their crews,

(Names enow the mad song marries)

England and Picardy, search them and choose,

There’s no good girl’s lip out of Paris.


Prince, give praise to our French ladies

For the sweet sound their speaking carries;

‘Twixt Rome and Cadiz many a maid is,

But no good girl’s lip out of Paris.

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  2. Porri Max II says:

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  4. burned muscle says:

    I don’t understand women. Does anybody?

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