Medieval Poetry of the Troubadours

The Eyes are the Scouts of the Soul.

The Eyes are the Scouts of the Soul.

Giraut de Bornelh (Troubadour, 1138 – 1215)

EYES ARE THE SCOUTS OF THE HEART

So through the eyes love attains the heart:
For the eyes are the scouts of the heart,
And the eyes go reconnoitering
For what it would please the heart to possess.
And when they are in full accord
And firm, all three, in one resolve,
At that time, perfect love is born
From what the eyes have made welcome to the heart.
For as all true lovers know,
love is perfect kindness,
Which is born, there is no doubt
from the heart and eyes