Maxioms by 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.]
How well I feathered by nest.
How well I feathered by nest.
You are like the eels of Melun; you cry out before you are
skinned.
[Fr., Vous semblez les read more
You are like the eels of Melun; you cry out before you are
skinned.
[Fr., Vous semblez les anguilles de Melun; vous criez devant
qu'on vous esorche.]
"Appetite comes with eating," says Angeston, "but thirst departs
with drinking."
[Fr., "L'appetit vient en mangeant," disoit Angeston, read more
"Appetite comes with eating," says Angeston, "but thirst departs
with drinking."
[Fr., "L'appetit vient en mangeant," disoit Angeston, "mais la
soif e'en va en beuvant."]