Cligès is a poem by the medieval French poet Chrétien de Troyes, dating from around 1176. It is the second of five Arthurian Romances; Erec and Enide, Cligès, Yvain, Lancelot and Perceval. The poem tells the story of the knight Cligès and his love for his uncle's wife, Fenice. Because of the story's de-romanticized depiction of adultery, it has been called a criticism or parody of the Tristan and Isolde romances .
Cligès has come down to us through seven manuscripts and various fragments. The poem comprises 6,664 octosyllables in rhymed couplets. A 15th century prose version also exists. The first modern edition of Cligès was in 1884 by Wendelin Foerster.
There are many stylistic techniques that set Chrétien de Troyes and his work Cligès apart from his contemporaries and their work. Chrétien used many Latin writing techniques such as nature topos, portraiture, conjointure, amplificato and interpretatio to convey a realistic romance story.
Cligès can be better understood by dividing the text into two parts, or two nearly separate stories. The first story consists of Cligès's father's adventures and the second story consists of Cligès's adventures. Cligès scholar Z.P. Zaddy supports the dual story approach, but also divides the text even further. Zaddy creates a new structure where the two stories are divided into 8 episodes. This approach is intended to make the text read more dramatically.
I was miles away
thinking about something yesterday
something I’m doing more each day
all the time
is it a message
is it a sign
is it the time to draw a line
how do I know
it doesn’t feel natural
feels too slow
if I don’t know then who else will
it’s getting to the point it makes me ill
and I don’t know if I can turn a page
yeah
It feels so wrong the pressures on
I can’t ignore it any longer
I turn my clock to face against the wall
This’ll be a phase that’s all
Only my expectant eyes
looking for diamonds in the skies
The only one looking for this prize
White in a sea of black
I’m gonna go I wont come back
I spike myself I kick and scream
I drag my feet
I won’t come clean
I check my weight and fall upon the page
yeah
It feels so wrong the pressures on
I can’t ignore it any longer
I turn my clock to face against the wall
This’ll be a phase that’s all
I drag my feet
I check my weight
I turn my clock to face against the wall
Oh, if I don’t hear then I ask you
but everybody’s singing the same old tune
I dig my heels
I will not learn the words
oh yeah
it feels so wrong the pressures on
I can’t ignore it any longer
I turn my clock to face against the wall