"Gaily! gaily! close our ranks! Arm! Advance! Hope of France! Gaily! gaily! close our ranks! Onward! Onward! Gauls and…"

"Old age doth in sharp pains abound; We are belabored by the gout, Our blindness is a dark profound, Our deafness each…"

"Ye Gods! but she is wondrous fair! For me her constant flame appears; The garland she hath culled, I wear On brows ba…"

"In Paris a queer little man you may see, A little man all in gray; Rosy and round as an apple is he, Content with the…"

"Nos amis, les ennemis."

"Quoique leurs chapeaux sont bien laids, Goddam! j'aime les anglais."

"Adieu! 'tis love's last greeting, The parting hour is come! And fast thy soul is fleeting To seek its starry home."

"Ce n'est que lorsqu'il expira Que le peuple, qui l'enterra, pleura."

"Each year his mighty armies marched forth in gallant show, Their enemies were targets, their bullets they were tow."

"Ich leide viel, meine Kinder, es ist wahr; aber es gibt Leute, die lebend mehr leiden als ich im Sterben."