- The Road goes ever on and on
- Down from the door where it began.
- Now far ahead the Road has gone,
- And I must follow, if I can
- Pursuing it with weary feet,
- Until it joins some larger way,
- Where many paths and errands meet.
- And whither then? I cannot say.
Des champignons, on n'en a pas trouvés.
Enfin, pas les bons.