Vos attraits n'ont plus rien que l'épée et la cape ;
Votre esprit est plus plat qu'un pied de pèlerin ;
Vous pleurez plus d'onguent que n'en fait Tabarin,
Et qui voit votre nez le prend pour une grappe.

Vous avez le museau d'un vieux limier qui lape,
L'oeil d'un cochon rôti, le poil d'un loup marin,
La chair d'un aloyau lardé de romarin,
Et l'embonpoint d'un gueux qui réclame Esculape.

Vous portez comme un cul longue barbe au menton ;
Votre corps est plus sec que le son d'un teston
Vous berçâtes jadis l'aïeul de Mélusine.

Pièce de cabinet, quittez notre quartier
Et, prenant pour jamais congé de la cuisine,
Qu'on ne vous trouve plus, sinon chez Dumonstier.


About Marc- Antoine Girard


Antoine Girard, sieur de Saint-Amant (September 30, 1594 – December 29, 1661), French poet, was born near Rouen. His father was a merchant who had, according to his son's account, been a sailor and had commanded for 22 years "une escadre de la reine Elizabeth"--a vague statement that lacks confirmation. The son obtained a patent of nobility, and attached himself to different great noblemen—the duc de Retz and the comte d'Harcourt among others. He saw military service and sojourned at different times in Italy, in England--a sojourn which provoked from him a violent poetical attack on the country, Albion (1643)--in... Read more...

Poet of the day

Akhtar ul Iman (Urdu: اختر الایمان) was a noted Urdu poet and screenwriter in Hindi cinema, who had major influence on modern Urdu nazm.

He won the Filmfare Award for Best Dialogue in 1963 for Dharmputra and 1966 for Waqt. He was awarded the 1962 Sahitya Akademi Award in Urdu,...
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Poem of the day


Gud Hellig-Aand! i Tro os lær
Vor Frelser-Mand alene
Af Hjertet ret at have kiær,
Og Hannem saa at tjene,
At vi fra Dødens Grumhed maae
I Herrens Liv den Redning faae,
Hans Død os dyrt fortjende!

Giv, at din sunde Lærdoms Kraft
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