Aussitôt que Lass arriva Dans notre bonne ville, Monsieur le Régent publia Que Lass serait utile Pour rétablir la nation. _La faridondaine! la faridondon!_ Mais il nous a tous enrichi, _Biribi!_ _A la façon de Barbari,_ _Mon ami!_
Ce parpaillot, pour attirer Tout l'argent de la France, Songea d'abord à s'assurer De notre confiance. Il fit son abjuration, _La faridondaine! la faridondon!_ Mais le fourbe s'est converti, _Biribi!_ _A la façon de Barbari,_ _Mon ami!_
Lass, le fils aîné de Satan Nous met tous à l'aumône, Il nous a pris tout notre argent Et n'en rend à personne. Mais le Régent, humain et bon, _La faridondaine! la faridondon!_ Nous rendra ce qu'on nous a pris, _Biribi!_ _A la façon de Barbari,_ _Mon ami!_
The following epigram is of the same date:
_Lundi_, j'achetai des actions; _Mardi_, je gagnai des millions; _Mercredi_, j'arrangeai mon ménage, _Jeudi_, je pris un équipage, _Vendredi_, je m'en fus au bal, _Et Samedi_, à l'hôpital.
Among the caricatures that were abundantly published, and that shewed as plainly as graver matters, that the nation had awakened to a sense of its folly, was one, a fac-simile of which is preserved in the _Mémoires de la Régence_. It was thus described by its author: "The 'Goddess of Shares,' in her triumphal car, driven by the Goddess of Folly. Those who are drawing the car are impersonations of the Mississippi, with his wooden leg, the South Sea, the Bank of England, the Company of the West of Senegal, and of various assurances. Lest the car should not roll fast enough, the agents of these companies, known by their long fox-tails and their cunning looks, turn round the spokes of the wheels, upon which are marked the names of the several stocks and their value, sometimes high and sometimes low, according to the turns of the wheel. Upon the ground are the merchandise, day-books and ledgers of legitimate commerce, crushed under the chariot of Folly. Behind is an immense crowd of persons, of all ages, sexes, and conditions, clamoring after Fortune, and fighting with each other to get a portion of the shares which she distributes so bountifully among them. In the clouds sits a demon, blowing bubbles of soap, which are also the objects of the admiration and cupidity of the crowd, who jump upon one another's backs to reach them ere they burst. Right in the pathway of the car, and blocking up the passage, stands a large building, with three doors, through one of which it must pass, if it proceeds farther, and all the crowd along with it. Over the first door are the words, '_Hôpital des Foux_,' over the second, '_Hôpital des Malades_,' and over the third, '_Hôpital des Gueux_.'" Another caricature represented Law sitting in a large cauldron, boiling over the flames of popular madness, surrounded by an impetuous multitude, who were pouring all their gold and silver into it, and receiving gladly in exchange the bits of paper which he distributed among them by handfuls.