Good man indeed! for he gives me my food;
Never can I forget conduct so good.
Pity I cannot with kisses reply,
For the good man is no other than—I!
67.
This young man, so good and worthy,
Cannot be too much respected;
Oft he gives me wine and oysters,
Gives me liquors well selected.
Coat and trousers fit him neatly,
His cravat is still more sightly;
And so comes he every morning
For my health to ask politely.
Of my wide-spread glory speaks he,
Of my talents and my graces;
Eagerly at my disposal
All his services he places.
And in company at evening,
With a face as if inspired
He declaims before the ladies
All my poems so admired.
O it is indeed most pleasant
Such a young man to discover
In the present day, when surely
All things good will soon be over.
68.
I dreamt that I was Lord of all,
And sat in heaven proudly;
The angels, ranged around my throne,
All praised my verses loudly.
And cakes I ate, and comfits too,
In value many a florin;
And Cardinal I drank the while,
And had no need of scorin’.