
It has been suggested by professor Mireille Hochon in Sorbonne-Paris IV that Louise Labe or La belle Cordiere was only a paper creature. The Huchon Hypothesis suggests that she was the fiction of a circle of Lyonnaise poets centered around the figure of Maurice Sceve.
This is the famous Sonnet XIX- via Alice Park.
The Beautiful Diana
The beautiful Diana draws her bow,
Takes aim, and then lets fly her flaming dart:
Will she, in truth, strike straight through to the heart?
And though afraid, without a doubt we know
That once again, she will deliver
A rain of arrows from her pliant bow.
And she will say, “O woman, do not go
Before me now without a bow and quiver.”
A virgin goddess hunting for her prey,
She always strikes at any passer-by,
And nearby ones will watch and step away
As soon as she’s within clear sight. We know
At once she’ll notch her arrows to her bow,
Take aim, and hit one hundred straight bull’s eyes.
© 2000 Alice Park
JT LeRoy you are in fine company.