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Et vous, eaux qui dormez sur des lits de pavots,
Vous qui toujours suivez vous-mêmes fugitives...

— Honorat de Bueil de Racan

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Odes sacrées

More quotes by Honorat de Bueil de Racan

It is never too soon nor too late
To taste of the pleasures of life.

The impatient longing in my soul doth grow
To know the evil that I fear to know.

What worth is life, when I am fortune's butt?
'Tis better, better far its course to stay,
And die once only, than die every day.

Nothing in this world lasts
But an eternal change.

Think not when autumn comes
To pluck the fruits of love.

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