Le dit du vieux marin de Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Since then, at an uncertain hour,
That agony returns;
And till my ghastly tale is told,
This heart within me burns.
I pass, like night, from land to land;
I have strange power of speech;
That moment that his face I see,
I know the man that must hear me:
To him my tale I teach
Pourquoi dit-on que "la nuit tous les chats sont gris" ?