Her pretty feet, like snails, did creep A little out, and then, As if they playèd at bo-peep, Did soon draw in again. - Robert Herrick

What's got by Justice is establisht sure;
No Kingdomes got by Rapine long endure.

- Rapine Brings Ruine

Au lecteur généreux

Vois sans voir, et si des imperfections
Se font jour au fil de mes traductions,
Ignore-les : quant aux énormités,
Cache-les, et, avec, la nudité
De leur père : il s'est forcé à l'éveil,
Mais Homère aussi succombe au sommeil…

Cherry ripe, ripe, ripe, I cry,
Full and fair ones; come and buy!
If so be you ask me where
They do grow, I answer, there,
Where my Julia's lips do smile;
There's the land, or cherry-isle,
Whose plantations fully show
All the year where cherries grow.