"My lady, I turn bisclavret;
I plunge into that great forest. In thick woods I like it best.
I live on what prey I can get." When he'd told her all the story
I plunge into that great forest. In thick woods I like it best.
I live on what prey I can get." When he'd told her all the story
She asked, inquired one thing more: he
Undressed?2 Or what did he wear?
"My lady," he said, "I go all bare."
"Where are your clothes? Tell, for God's sake." "My lady, I won't say this, no;
"My lady," he said, "I go all bare."
"Where are your clothes? Tell, for God's sake." "My lady, I won't say this, no;
For if I lost them by this mistake,
From that moment on, I'd know
I'd stay a bisclavret forever;
Nothing could help me, I'd never Change back till I got them again.
That's why I don't want it known." (Bisclavret)
From that moment on, I'd know
I'd stay a bisclavret forever;
Nothing could help me, I'd never Change back till I got them again.
That's why I don't want it known." (Bisclavret)
Humans have a flaw that they do not like being seen undressed of the things that represent who we are. We use fashion, animals, cars and food to define us and we feel that without them we are empty and do not want to be seen. This is why the Bisclavret did not want to be seen in transition or as the monster that he turns into. He did eventually ( as noted in this text) trust the one he loves with this knowledge.I think you know that love is pure when you are willing to be seen pure and naked( not physically).
"Bisclavret" . Marie de France.
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