M. Benserade

AN IMPROVISO TRANSLATION OF THE FOLLOWING LINES OF M. BENSERADE A SON LIT.

Theatre des ris, et des pleurs,
Lit! o� je nais, et o� je meurs,
Tu nous fais voir comment voisins
Sont nos plaisirs, et nos chagrins.



In bed we laugh, in bed we cry,
And, born in bed, in bed we die;
The near approach a bed may show
Of human bliss to human woe.