Je ne me soutiens plus ; ma force m'abandonne. Mes yeux sont éblouis du jour que je revoi, Et mes genoux tremblants se dérobent sous moi.
Nourri dans le sérail, j'en connais les détours.
Je le craindrais bientôt, s'il ne me craignait plus.
Point d'argent, point de Suisse, et ma porte était close.
Grâce aux Dieux ! Mon malheur passe mon espérance !
Quand on est sur le trône, on a bien d'autres soins ; Et les remords sont ceux qui nous pèsent le moins.
Mais tout dort, et l'armée, et les vents, et Neptune.
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