\u00c9L\u00c9GIE<\/p>\n
\u00ab Navire aux larges flancs de guirlandes orn\u00e9s,
\nAux Dieux d\u2019ivoire, aux m\u00e2ts de roses couronn\u00e9s !
\nOh ! qu\u2019Eole, du moins, soit facile \u00e0 tes voiles !
\nMontrez vos feux amis, fraternelles \u00e9toiles !
\nJusqu\u2019au port de Lesbos guidez le nautonier,
\nEt de mes v\u0153ux pour elle exaucez le dernier :
\nJe vais mourir, h\u00e9las ! Sym\u00e9tha s\u2019est fi\u00e9e
\nAux flots profonds ; l\u2019Attique est par elle oubli\u00e9e.
\nInsens\u00e9e ! elle fuit nos bords m\u00e9lodieux,
\nEt les bois odorants, berceaux des demi-Dieux,
\nEt les ch\u0153urs cadenc\u00e9s dans les molles prairies,
\nEt, sous les marbres frais, les saintes Th\u00e9ories.
\nNous ne la verrons plus, au pied du Parth\u00e9non,
\nInvoquer Ath\u00e9n\u00e9e en r\u00e9p\u00e9tant son nom ;
\nEt, d\u2019une main timide, \u00e0 nos rites fid\u00e8le,
\nSes longs cheveux dor\u00e9s couronn\u00e9s d\u2019asphod\u00e8le,
\nConsacrer ou le voile, ou le vase d\u2019argent,
\nOu la pourpre attach\u00e9e au fuseau diligent.
\nO vierge de Lesbos ! que ton \u00eele abhorr\u00e9e
\nS\u2019engloutisse dans l\u2019onde \u00e0 jamais ignor\u00e9e,
\nAvant que ton navire ait pu toucher ses bords !
\nQu\u2019y vas-tu faire ? H\u00e9las ! quel palais, quels tr\u00e9sors
\nTe vaudront notre amour ? Vierge, qu\u2019y vas-tu faire ?
\nN\u2019es-tu pas, Lesbienne, \u00e0 Lesbos \u00e9trang\u00e8re ?
\nAth\u00e8ne a vu longtemps s\u2019accro\u00eetre ta beaut\u00e9,
\nEt, depuis que trois fois t\u2019\u00e9claira son \u00e9t\u00e9,
\nTon front s\u2019est \u00e9lev\u00e9 jusqu\u2019au front de ta m\u00e8re ;
\nIci, loin des chagrins de ton enfance am\u00e8re,
\nLes Muses t\u2019ont souri. Les doux chants de ta voix
\nSont n\u00e9s Ath\u00e9niens ; c\u2019est ici, sous nos bois,
\nQue l\u2019amour t\u2019enseigna le joug que tu m\u2019imposes ;
\nPour toi mon seuil joyeux s\u2019est rev\u00eatu de roses.<\/p>\n
\u00ab Tu pars ; et cependant m\u2019as-tu toujours ha\u00ef,
\nSym\u00e9tha ? Non, ton c\u0153ur quelquefois s\u2019est trahi ;
\nCar, lorsqu\u2019un mot flatteur abordait ton oreille,
\nLa pudeur souriait sur ta l\u00e8vre vermeille :
\nJe l\u2019ai vu, ton sourire aussi beau que le jour ;
\nEt l\u2019heure du sourire est l\u2019heure de l\u2019amour.
\nMais le flot sur le flot en mugissant s\u2019\u00e9l\u00e8ve,
\nEt voile \u00e0 ma douleur le vaisseau qui t\u2019enl\u00e8ve.
\nC\u2019en est fait, et mes pieds d\u00e9j\u00e0 sont chez les morts ;
\nVa, que V\u00e9nus du moins t\u2019\u00e9pargne le remords !
\nLie un nouvel hymen ! va ; pour moi, je succombe ;
\nUn jour, d\u2019un pied ingrat tu fouleras ma tombe,
\nSi le destin vengeur te ram\u00e8ne eu ces lieux
\nOrn\u00e9s du monument de tes cruels adieux. \u00bb<\/p>\n
\u2014 Dans le port du Pir\u00e9e, un jour fut entendue
\nCette plainte innocente, et cependant perdue ;
\nCar la vierge enfantine, aupr\u00e8s des matelots,
\nAdmirait et la rame, et l\u2019\u00e9cume des flots ;
\nPuis, sur la haute poupe accourue et couch\u00e9e,
\nSaluait, dans la mer, son image pench\u00e9e,
\nEt lui jetait des fleurs et des rameaux flottants,
\nEt riait de leur chute et les suivait longtemps ;
\nOu, tout \u00e0 coup r\u00eaveuse, \u00e9coutait le Z\u00e9phire,
\nQui, d\u2019une aile invisible, avait \u00e9mu sa lyre.<\/p>\n
\u00c9crit en 1815.<\/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":[590],"poemes-theme":[952,332],"poete":[610],"class_list":["post-12647","poemes","type-poemes","status-publish","hentry","annee-521","poems-book-poemes-antiques-et-modernes","poemes-theme-objet","poemes-theme-voyage","poete-alfred-de-vigny"],"yoast_head":"\n