Par mon amour et ma constance,
\nJ\u2019avais cru fl\u00e9chir ta rigueur,
\nEt le souffle de l\u2019esp\u00e9rance
\nAvait p\u00e9n\u00e9tr\u00e9 dans mon c\u0153ur ;
\nMais le temps, qu\u2019en vain je prolonge,
\nM\u2019a d\u00e9couvert la v\u00e9rit\u00e9\u2026
\nL\u2019esp\u00e9rance a fui comme un songe,
\nEt mon amour seul m\u2019est rest\u00e9 !<\/p>\n
Il est rest\u00e9, comme un ab\u00eeme
\nEntre ma vie et le bonheur,
\nComme un mal dont je suis victime,
\nComme un poids jet\u00e9 sur mon c\u0153ur :
\nPour fuir le pi\u00e9ge o\u00f9 je succombe,
\nMes efforts seraient superflus ;
\nCar l\u2019homme a le pied dans la tombe,
\nQuand l\u2019espoir ne le soutient plus.<\/p>\n
J\u2019aimais \u00e0 r\u00e9veiller la lyre,
\nEt souvent, plein de doux transports,
\nJ\u2019osais, \u00e9mu par le d\u00e9lire,
\nEn tirer de tendres accords.
\nQue de fois, en versant des larmes,
\nJ\u2019ai chant\u00e9 tes divins attraits !
\nMes accens \u00e9taient pleins de charmes,
\nCar c\u2019est moi qui les inspirais.<\/p>\n
Le temps n\u2019est plus, et le d\u00e9lire
\nNe vient plus animer ma voix ;
\nJe ne trouve point \u00e0 ma lyre
\nLes sons qu\u2019elle avait autrefois :
\nDans le chagrin qui me d\u00e9vore,
\nJe vois mes beaux jours s\u2019envoler ;
\nSi mon \u0153il \u00e9tincelle encore,
\nC\u2019est qu\u2019une larme en va couler.<\/p>\n
Brisons la coupe de la vie,
\nSa liqueur n\u2019est que du poison ;
\nElle plaisait \u00e0 ma folie,
\nMais elle enivrait ma raison.
\nTrop long-temps \u00e9pris d\u2019un vain songe,
\nGloire ! amour ! vous e\u00fbtes mon c\u0153ur :
\n\u00d4 gloire ! tu n\u2019es qu\u2019un mensonge ;
\nAmour ! tu n\u2019es point le bonheur !<\/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":[521],"poems-book":[497],"poemes-theme":[],"poete":[517],"class_list":["post-11193","poemes","type-poemes","status-publish","hentry","annee-521","poems-book-elegies-nationales-et-satires-politiques","poete-gerard-de-nerval"],"yoast_head":"\n