Espérons ! espérons ! Vers le Seigneur sans cesse
Élevons nos esprits, il nous fera largesse
           Si nous le servons, – d’un été
Qui n’aura point de fin dans son éternité ! ”

Chante charmant oiseau des arbres sous la cime,
           Chante ton cantique...

Happy the man, whose wish and care
A few paternal acres bound,
Content to breathe his native air
            In his own ground.

Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread,
Whose flocks supply him with attire;
Whose trees in summer yield him...