"Little child of my five senses
and of my tenderness."
Let us cradle our loves,
We will have good children.
Well cared for,
We will fear nothing on earth,
Happiness, good fortune, prudence,
And this leap from age to age,
From the order of a child to that of an old man,
Will not diminish us.
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