L'onde était transparente ainsi qu'aux plus beaux jours.
C'était un vieux routier, il savait plus d'un tour.
Hélas ! on voit que de tout temps Les petits ont pâti des sottises des grands.
Quiconque est loup agisse en loup ; C'est le plus certain de beaucoup.
On rencontre sa destinée Souvent par des chemins qu'on prend pour l'éviter.
Chacun se dit ami ; mais fou qui s'y repose : Rien n'est plus commun que ce nom, Rien n'est plus rare que la chose.
Quand le moment viendra d'aller trouver les morts, J'aurai vécu sans soins, et mourrai sans remords.
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