L\u2019air \u00e9tait pur, la nuit r\u00e9gnait sans voiles ;
\nElle riait du d\u00e9pit de l\u2019Amour,
\nIl aime l\u2019ombre ; et le feu des \u00e9toiles,
\nEn scintillant, formait un nouveau jour.
\nTout s\u2019y trompait. L\u2019oiseau, dans le bocage,
\nPrenait minuit pour l\u2019heure des concerts ;
\nEt les z\u00e9phyrs, surpris de ce ramage,
\nPlus mollement le portaient dans les airs.
\nTandis qu\u2019aux champs quelques jeunes abeilles
\nVolaient encore en tourbillons l\u00e9gers,
\nLe Printemps en silence r\u00e9pandait ses corbeilles,
\nEt de ses doux pr\u00e9sens embaumait nos vergers.
\n\u00d4 ma m\u00e8re ! on e\u00fbt dit qu\u2019une f\u00eate aux campagnes,
\nDans cette belle nuit, se c\u00e9l\u00e9brait tout bas ;
\nOn e\u00fbt dit que de loin mes plus ch\u00e8res compagnes
\nMurmuraient des chansons pour attirer mes pas.<\/p>\n
J\u2019\u00e9coutais, j\u2019entendais couler parmi les roses
\nLe ruisseau qui, baignant leurs couronnes \u00e9closes,
\nOppose un voile humide aux br\u00fblantes chaleurs.
\nEt moi, cherchant le frais sur la mousse et les fleurs,
\nJe m\u2019endormis. Ne grondez pas, ma m\u00e8re !
\nDans notre enclos qui pouvait p\u00e9n\u00e9trer ?
\nMoutons et chiens, tout venait de rentrer,
\nEt j\u2019avais vu Daphnis passer avec son p\u00e8re.
\n\ufeffAu bruit de l\u2019eau, je sentis le sommeil
\nEnvelopper mon \u00e2me et mes yeux d\u2019un nuage,
\nEt lentement s\u2019\u00e9vanouir l\u2019image
\nQue je tremblais de revoir au r\u00e9veil !
\nJe m\u2019endormis. Mais l\u2019image, enhardie,
\nAu bruit de l\u2019eau, se glissa dans mon c\u0153ur :
\nLe chant des bois, leur vague m\u00e9lodie,
\nEn la ber\u00e7ant, fait r\u00eaver la pudeur.
\nEn vain, pour m\u2019\u00e9veiller, mes compagnes ch\u00e9ries
\nAuraient fait de mon nom retentir les prairies,
\n\ufeffEn me tendant leurs bras entrelac\u00e9s ;
\nJ\u2019aurais dit : Non, je dors, je veux dormir, dansez.<\/p>\n
Mille songes couraient ; c\u2019\u00e9taient les seuls nuages
\nQue la lune teign\u00eet de ses vagues lueurs :
\nComme les papillons sur leurs ailes volages
\nDe l\u2019air qui les balance empruntent les couleurs.
\nCalme, les yeux ferm\u00e9s, je me sentais sourire ;
\nDes songes pr\u00eats \u00e0 fuir je retenais l\u2019essor ;
\nMais las de voltiger (ma m\u00e8re, j\u2019en soupire),
\nIls disparurent tous. Un seul me trouble encor :
\nUn seul. \u2014 Je vis Daphnis franchissant la clairi\u00e8re ;
\nSon ombre s\u2019approcha de mon sein palpitant ;
\nC\u2019\u00e9tait une ombre ; et j\u2019avais peur, pourtant :
\nMais le sommeil encha\u00eenait ma paupi\u00e8re.
\nDoucement, doucement, il m\u2019appela deux fois ;
\n\ufeffJ\u2019allais crier, j\u2019\u00e9tais tremblante ;
\nJe sentis sur ma bouche une rose br\u00fblante ;
\n\ufeffEt la frayeur m\u2019\u00f4ta la voix.<\/p>\n
\ufeffDepuis ce temps, ne grondez pas, ma m\u00e8re !
\nDaphnis, qui chaque soir passait avec son p\u00e8re,
\nDaphnis me suit partout, pensif et curieux ;
\n\u00d4 ma m\u00e8re ! il a vu mon r\u00eave dans mes yeux !<\/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":[545],"poems-book":[550],"poemes-theme":[371,149],"poete":[208],"class_list":["post-11704","poemes","type-poemes","status-publish","hentry","annee-545","poems-book-poesies-desbordes-valmore","poemes-theme-imaginaire","poemes-theme-nature","poete-marceline-desbordes-valmore"],"yoast_head":"\n