Grand mort, dont le regard chaque matin rena\u00eet,
\nArgent\u00e9 comme l\u2019aube, ayant sa hardiesse,
\nQuelle offrande apporter \u00e0 vos pieds, si ce n\u2019est
\n\ufeffLe rappel de votre jeunesse ?<\/p>\n
Conqu\u00e9rant infini, vous avez d\u00e9daign\u00e9
\nL\u2019instant perfide et vain qui fermait vos paupi\u00e8res.
\n\u2014 Je songe aux soirs de mai o\u00f9 vous vous promeniez,
\n\ufeffHabill\u00e9 comme Robespierre,<\/p>\n
Pareil aux autres, \u2014 plus nostalgique, et r\u00eavant
\n\u00c0 l\u2019odeur de la Corse, \u00e0 ses cloches d\u2019\u00e9glises,
\nAttentif, studieux, d\u00e9chiffrant les savants,
\n\ufeffLisant la Nouvelle H\u00e9lo\u00efse.<\/p>\n
Vous-m\u00eame, qui portiez ce destin sans pareil,
\nN\u2019en pouviez rien savoir ! \u2014 Jeune homme maigre et leste,
\nProfil d\u2019aigle \u00e0 jamais grav\u00e9 sur le soleil,
\n\ufeffPeut-\u00eatre f\u00fbtes-vous modeste !<\/p>\n
Vos deux noms familiers et toujours inou\u00efs,
\nSans surprendre \u00e9pandaient leurs ineffables ondes :
\nL\u2019un tressaillant et mince, et l\u2019autre \u00e9panoui
\n\ufeffComme l\u2019immensit\u00e9 du monde !<\/p>\n
Vous viviez, vous parliez, vos gestes, votre accent
\nNe d\u00e9rangeaient pas l\u2019air o\u00f9 se meuvent les astres,
\nVotre main, sans stupeur, sentait battre ce sang
\n\ufeffPlein de triomphe et de d\u00e9sastres.<\/p>\n
Des villes et des bourgs, des plaines, des hameaux
\nRespiraient calmement sans pressentir l\u2019Histoire !
\n\u2014 \u00d4 matins de Turin, soirs de Millesimo,
\n\ufeffAdolescence de la gloire !<\/p>\n
Tristesse du h\u00e9ros, d\u00e9fiance du c\u0153ur,
\nTumultueux d\u00e9sirs que la tendresse affine,
\nEt ces baisers br\u00fblants comme sous l\u2019\u00c9quateur,
\n\ufeffDont vous parliez \u00e0 Jos\u00e9phine !<\/p>\n
\u2014 Dans un jardin du Rhin o\u00f9 passeront un jour
\nVos r\u00e9giments dor\u00e9s que votre aspect d\u00e9borde,
\nBeethoven \u00e9crira pour vous ce chant d\u2019amour
\n\ufeffQue dans la tombe il vous accorde.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Et puis, comme un \u00e9t\u00e9 qui n\u2019a pas de couchant,
\nLa gloire, feu constant, br\u00fblant sur mille socles !
\nEt puis, un jour, ce mot, rapide, altier, penchant,
\n\ufeffCe \u00ab Je viens comme Th\u00e9mistocle\u2026 \u00bb<\/p>\n
Et le torride exil, et l\u2019exhalation
\nD\u2019une plaine perdue entre l\u2019air et la gr\u00e8ve,
\nEt puis, au loin la haine, \u2014 avec la passion
\n\ufeffQu\u2019avaient pour vous les fronts qui r\u00eavent ;<\/p>\n
Et votre mort, \u2014 et puis l\u2019oubli, les jours, les ans,
\nLa noble humanit\u00e9 recherchant la sagesse,
\nHonorant les travaux, la paix, l\u2019humain printemps,
\n\ufeff\u2014 Ah ! je songe \u00e0 votre jeunesse,<\/p>\n
\u00c0 vos ordres donn\u00e9s dans la h\u00e2te et l\u2019ardeur,
\nQuand Marseille et Toulon vous appelaient vers elles,
\nEt que, votre habit bleu crois\u00e9 sur votre c\u0153ur,
\n\ufeffLes bras ouverts comme des ailes,<\/p>\n
Vous repoussiez les chefs, l\u2019ennemi, les tyrans,
\nD\u2019un \u00e9lan furieux qui bondit et qui vibre ;
\n\u2014 \u00d4 jeune homme, plus tard dans l\u2019Empereur sombrant,
\n\ufeffVous qui vouliez qu\u2019on rest\u00e2t libre,<\/p>\n
Je songe \u00e0 vous ce soir, sous l\u2019Arc par vous b\u00e2ti,
\nO\u00f9, mieux que le soleil, vous donne la r\u00e9plique,
\n\u2014 Pareil \u00e0 vous sans borne, et comme vous petit, \u2014
\n\ufeffUn soldat de la R\u00e9publique !\u2026<\/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":[599],"poems-book":[465],"poemes-theme":[],"poete":[611],"class_list":["post-13663","poemes","type-poemes","status-publish","hentry","annee-599","poems-book-derniers-vers-de-noailles","poete-anna-de-noailles"],"yoast_head":"\n