Avant qu'il ne prenne la clé des champs, murmurons à son oreille la belle Ballade de la Prison de Reading: '....... It's sweet to dance to violins When love and life are fair; To dance to flutes, to dance to lutes Is delicate and rare; But it's not sweet with nimble feet To dance upon the air! .......' O.Wilde, The Ballad of Reading Gaol.
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Avant qu'il ne prenne la clé des champs, murmurons à son oreille la belle Ballade de la Prison de Reading:
'.......
It's sweet to dance to violins
When love and life are fair;
To dance to flutes, to dance to lutes
Is delicate and rare;
But it's not sweet with nimble feet
To dance upon the air!
.......'
O.Wilde, The Ballad of Reading Gaol.
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