Point d'argent, point de Suisse, et ma porte était close.
Comment en un plomb vil l'or pur s'est-il changé ?
Je le craindrais bientôt, s'il ne me craignait plus.
Seigneur, l'amour toujours n'attend pas la raison. N'en doutez point, il l'aime. Instruits par tant de charmes, Ses yeux sont déjà faits à l'usage des larmes.
Je crains Dieu, cher Abner, et n'ai point d'autre crainte.
Mais tout dort, et l'armée, et les vents, et Neptune.
Le bonheur des méchants comme un torrent s'écoule.
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