Voltaire begins by saying that the verses that he had been sent for St Francis’ Day were signed DB, but that they were not as pretty as Madame Du Boccage’s verses. He asks who the lady is whose name starts like hers, and who dares to make verses almost as well as she does. Voltaire then goes on to say that the misunderstanding earned him a charming answer. He ends by saying that he is sending her a rogaton which was sent to him from Marseille (The Marseillais et le lion (Geneva, 1768)).