"We should not on a death bed grieve to be Dissolved, but rather launch out cheerfully From our old hut, and with the snake, be glad To cast off the corrupted slough we had; Or with th' old stag rejoice to be now clear From the large horns, too ponderous grown to bear."
Endroit: Chapter XII. Apology For Raimond Sebond. · ¶2210 Licence: Public domain · Source Le texte est donné tel que dans l'édition, sans retouche.