La Mollesse, oppressée, Dans sa bouche à ce mot sent sa langue glacée, Et, lasse de parler, succombant sous l'effort, Soupire, étend les bras, ferme l'œil et s'endort.
Le Français, né malin, forma le vaudeville.
Ma pensée au grand jour partout s'offre et s'expose, Et mon vers, bien ou mal, dit toujours quelque chose.
Que la nature donc soit votre étude unique.
Et tous ces lieux communs de morale lubrique Que Lulli réchauffa des sons de sa musique […].
Le pénible fardeau de n'avoir rien à faire.
Le plus sage est celui qui ne pense point l'être.
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