Francois Rabelais

But where are the snows of last year? That was the greatest
concern of Villon, the Parisian poet.
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But where are the snows of last year? That was the greatest
concern of Villon, the Parisian poet.
[Fr., Mais ou sont les neiges d'antan? C'estoit le plus grand
soucy qu'eust Villon, le poete parisien.]

He beat the bushes without taking the birds.
[Fr., [Il] battoit les buissons sans predre les ozillons.]

He beat the bushes without taking the birds.
[Fr., [Il] battoit les buissons sans predre les ozillons.]

It is folly to put the plough in front of the oxen.
[Fr., Folie est mettre la charrue devant read more

It is folly to put the plough in front of the oxen.
[Fr., Folie est mettre la charrue devant les boeufs.]

Believe me that it is a godlike thing to lend; to owe is a heroic
virtue.

Believe me that it is a godlike thing to lend; to owe is a heroic
virtue.

Hungry bellies have no cars.
[Fr., La ventre affame n'point d'oreilles.]

Hungry bellies have no cars.
[Fr., La ventre affame n'point d'oreilles.]