Comme je vais, fixant le sable,
Heurtant chacun, mâchant des mots,
De ce hameau je suis la fable :
Je suis moqué par les marmots.[..]
Ô Sagesse, ta parole
Fit éclore l’Univers,
[..]
Qu’est-ce qui me fait écrire ?
Mon seul et unique plaisir.
Ce que les autres pensent de moi,
Cela me fait ni chaud ni froid.
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