“Ou sont les neiges d'antan?”

“Et Jehanne, la bonne Lorraine,Qu'Anglais brulerent a Rouen,Ou sont-elles, Vierge souv'raine,Mais ou sont les neiges d'antan?”

“Yet, if the world were bettered byMy death or story left untold, I would condemn myself to dieFor misdemeanours manifold: I bring no harm to young or oldAlive or dead, in either case: A man so needy never rolledA mountain from its resting place.”

“In my own country I am in a far off land.I am strong but have no power.I win all yet remain a loser.At break of day I say goodnight.When I lie down I have great fear of falling.”

“I die of thirst beside the fountain.”

“We were two and had but one heart.”

“Mais où sont les neiges d'antan? But where are the snows of years gone by?”