"Everything falls into the void, ages, extinguishes, and meets its end. Man dies, iron rusts, wood rots (the turns - not sure what this means in context), walls collapse and fall, roses wilt. Not one name is sung long after the tomb if it isn't celebrated in a clerk's book. It's the quill that gives immortality to man."
A translation (not mine):"All things to nothingness descend,Grow old and die and meet their end,Man dies, iron rusts, wood goes decayed,Flowers fall, walls crumble, roses fade...Nor long shall any name resoundBeyond the grave, unless 't be foundIn some clerk's book, it is the penGives immortality to men."-- Master Wace, XIIc
Actually, considering the name, possibly the original and the french a translation.
Thanks for finding the original. That works a lot better than my translation of a translation. But I'm glad to see that I didn't get anything completely wrong.
Thank you both Craig and Sebastien much appreciated.
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