— Signor mio, voi vedete per essempio che la cornamusa non suona mai s’ella non a il ventre pieno: cosi io parimente non vi saprei contare le mie fortune, se prima il tribulato ventre nona la solita refettione. Al quale e adviso che le mani et li dent habbiano perso il loro ordine naturale et del tutto annichilati344.
Na co odpowiedział Epistemon:
— Tyleśmy mądrzy z tego, co z tamtego.
Wówczas rzekł Panurg:
— Lord, if you be so vertuous of intelligence, as you be naturally releaved to the body, you should have pity of me: for nature hath made us equal, but fortune hath some exalted, and others deprived: nevertheless is vertue often deprived, and the vertuous men despised: for before the last end none is good345.
— Jeszcze mniej — odpowiedział Pantagruel.
Na to znów Panurg:
— Jona andie guaussa goussy etan beharda er remedio beharde versela ysser landa. Anbat es otoy y es nausu ey nessassust gourray proposian ordine den. Nonyssena bayta facheria gen herassy badia sadassu noura assia. Aran hondauan gualde cydassu naydassuna. Estou oussyc eg vinau soury hien er darstura eguy harm. Genicoa plasar vadu346.
— Tuście zaszli — rzekł Eudemon — Genicoa?
Na co rzekł Karpatim: