… Le Rhin tombe en hurlant
\nDans le gouffre o\u00f9 l\u2019\u00e9cume, immense chaos blanc,
\nTourne \u00e9ternellement son effroyable roue ;
\nDans le puits inconnu que l\u2019eau sombre secoue,
\nTout bave et gronde ; ainsi rugiraient des titans
\nVautr\u00e9s dans un ab\u00eeme \u00e9norme, et combattants.
\nCela fr\u00e9mit, cela hurle, cela blasph\u00e8me.
\nOn dirait Caliban colletant Polyph\u00e8me.
\nOn pressent, sous ce vaste et formidable bruit,
\nToutes les profondeurs sinistres de la nuit.
\nLe fleuve \u00e0 son tourment court avec \u00e9pouvante.
\nL\u2019\u00e2pre rondeur des eaux, glauque, aveugle et vivante,
\nCroule, et rena\u00eet toujours pour toujours se briser.
\nL\u2019arc-en-ciel frissonnant brille et vient s\u2019y poser ;
\nSur la courbe difforme il met sa courbe pure,
\nEt l\u2019on croit voir Diane, au fond de l\u2019ombre obscure,
\nDressant dans ce fracas son front tranquille et fier,
\nDu bout de son arc vierge apaiser un enfer.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"parent":0,"template":"","meta":{"inline_featured_image":false,"site-sidebar-layout":"default","site-content-layout":"","ast-site-content-layout":"default","site-content-style":"default","site-sidebar-style":"default","ast-global-header-display":"","ast-banner-title-visibility":"","ast-main-header-display":"","ast-hfb-above-header-display":"","ast-hfb-below-header-display":"","ast-hfb-mobile-header-display":"","site-post-title":"","ast-breadcrumbs-content":"","ast-featured-img":"","footer-sml-layout":"","ast-disable-related-posts":"","theme-transparent-header-meta":"default","adv-header-id-meta":"","stick-header-meta":"default","header-above-stick-meta":"","header-main-stick-meta":"","header-below-stick-meta":"","astra-migrate-meta-layouts":"set","ast-page-background-enabled":"default","ast-page-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}},"ast-content-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-5)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-5)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-5)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}}},"annee":[457],"poems-book":[456],"poemes-theme":[],"poete":[206],"class_list":["post-10395","poemes","type-poemes","status-publish","hentry","annee-457","poems-book-derniere-gerbe","poete-victor-hugo"],"yoast_head":"\n