Pray, tell me how one makes a fortune,
a young ambitious man asked his father.
There is, said the old man, a glorious path,
it is to make oneself useful to the common cause,
to lavish one’s days, one’s vigils, one’s talents,
in the service of the fatherland.
-oh! Too arduous is this life,
I want less brilliant means.
-there are surer ones, intrigue… -it is too vile,
without vice and without work I would like to enrich myself.
-well then! Be a simple imbecile,
I have seen many succeed.
Florian
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