Hélas ! que j'en ai vu mourir, de jeunes filles.
J'aime l'araignée et j'aime l'ortie Parce qu'on les hait ; Et que rien n'exauce et que tout châtie Leur morne souhait.
L'argot c'est le verbe devenu forçat.
Mûrir, mourir ; c'est presque le même mot.
Ô République universelle Tu n'es encor que l'étincelle, Demain tu seras le soleil.
Deux liards couvriraient fort bien toutes mes terres Mais tout le grand ciel bleu n'emplirait pas mon cœur.
Donnez, riches ! L'aumône est sœur de la prière.
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