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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=391745" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Ballade: Du Concours De Blois</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I'm dying of thirst beside the fountain,<br>Hot as fire, and with chattering teeth:<br>In my own land, I'm in a far domain:<br>Near the flame, I shiver beyond belief:<br>Bare as a worm, dressed in a furry sheathe,<br>I smile in tears, wait without expectation:<br>Taking my comfort in sad desperation:<br>I rejoice, without pleasures, never a one:<br>Strong I am, without power or persuasion,<br>Welcomed gladly, and spurned by everyone.<br> <br>Nothing is sure for me but what's uncertain:<br>Obscure, whatever is plainly clear to see:<br>I've no doubt, except of everything certain:<br>Science is what happens accidentally:<br>I win it all, yet a loser I'm bound to be:<br>Saying: ‘God give you good even!' at dawn,<br>I greatly fear I'm falling, when lying down:<br>I've plenty, yet I've not one possession,<br>I wait to inherit, yet I'm no heir I own,<br>Welcomed gladly, and spurned by everyone.<br> <br>I never take care, yet I've taken great pain<br>To acquire some goods, but have none by me:<br>Who's nice to me is one I hate: it's plain,<br>And who speaks truth deals with me most falsely:<br>He's my friend who can make me believe<br>A white swan is the blackest crow I've known:<br>Who thinks he's power to help me, does me harm:<br>Lies, truth, to me are all one under the sun:<br>I remember all, have the wisdom of a stone,<br>Welcomed gladly, and spurned by everyone.<br> </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Merciful Prince, may it please you that I've shown<br>There's much I know, yet without sense or reason:<br>I'm partial, yet I hold with all men, in common.<br>What more can I do? Redeem what I've in pawn,<br>Welcomed gladly, and spurned by everyone.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Fran%C3%A7ois+Villon">François Villon</a><div class=q>
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Hot as fire, and with chattering teeth:
In my own land, I'm in a far domain:
Near the flame, I shiver beyond belief:
Bare as a worm, dressed in a furry sheathe,
I smile in tears, wait without expectation:
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