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In this faith I wish to live and die.
François Villon
We were two, but only had one heart.
François Villon
Villon, our sad bad glad mad brother's name.
François Villon
The Large Testament is a hurly-burly of cynical and sentimental reflections about life, jesting legacies to friends and enemies, and, interspersed among these many admirable ballades, both serious and absurd. With so free a design, no thought that occurred to him would need to be dismissed without expression; and he could draw at full length the portrait of his own bedevilled soul, and of the bleak and blackguardly world which was the theatre of his exploits and sufferings. If the reader can conceive something between the slap-dash inconsequence of Byron's Don Juan and the racy humorous gravity and brief noble touches that distinguish the vernacular poems of Burns, he will have formed some idea of Villon's style. To the latter writer – except in the ballades, which are quite his own, and can be paralleled from no other language known to me – he bears a particular resemblance.
François Villon
But where is last year's snow? This was the greatest care that Villon, the Parisian poet, took.
François Villon
My days are gone a-wandering.
François Villon
Good talkers are only found in Paris.
François Villon
Foolish love makes beasts of men: It once caused Solomon to worship idols, And Samson to lose his eyes. That man is lucky who has nothing.
François Villon
My days are quickly spent.
François Villon
It's true that I have loved, And gladly would again; But sad heart, and famished belly Not even partly satisfied Force me away from paths of love. And so, let someone else take over Who has tucked away more food – Dancing is for men of nobler girth.
François Villon
Prince, give the prize for chatter To Parisian women; whatever May be said about Italians, There is no tongue like one from Paris.
François Villon
There has been no greater artist in French verse, as there has been no greater poet; and the main part of the history of poetry in France is the record of a long forgetting of all that Villon found out for himself.
François Villon
Prince, I know all, in short, I know pink cheeks from wan, I know Death all-devouring, I know all, save myself.
François Villon
Brother men who after us live on, Harden not your hearts against us.
François Villon
But whatever may be said about the life of work, There is no treasure quite like living at one's ease.
François Villon
I know all except myself.
François Villon
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.
François Villon
In riding to the hounds, in falconry, In love or war," as anyone will tell you, "For one brief joy a hundred woes.
François Villon