I<\/p>\n
Le nez rouge, la face bl\u00eame,
\nSur un pupitre de gla\u00e7ons,
\nL\u2019Hiver ex\u00e9cute son th\u00e8me
\nDans le quatuor des saisons.<\/p>\n
Il chante d\u2019une voix peu s\u00fbre
\nDes airs vieillots et chevrotants ;
\nSon pied glac\u00e9 bat la mesure
\nEt la semelle en m\u00eame temps ;<\/p>\n
Et comme H\u00e6ndel, dont la perruque
\nPerdait sa farine en tremblant,
\nIl fait envoler de sa nuque
\nLa neige qui la poudre \u00e0 blanc.<\/p>\n
II<\/p>\n
Dans le bassin des Tuileries
\nLe cygne s\u2019est pris en nageant,
\nEt les arbres, comme aux f\u00e9eries,
\nSont en filigrane d\u2019argent ;<\/p>\n
Les vases ont des fleurs de givre
\nSous la charmille aux blancs r\u00e9seaux,
\nEt sur la neige on voit se suivre
\nLes pas \u00e9toil\u00e9s des oiseaux.<\/p>\n
Au pi\u00e9destal o\u00f9, court-v\u00eatue,
\nV\u00e9nus coudoyait Phocion,
\nL\u2019Hiver a pos\u00e9 pour statue
\nLa Frileuse de Clodion.<\/p>\n
III<\/p>\n
Les femmes passent sous les arbres
\nEn martre, hermine et menu-vair ;
\nEt les d\u00e9esses, frileux marbres,
\nOnt pris aussi l\u2019habit d\u2019hiver :<\/p>\n
La V\u00e9nus Anadyom\u00e8ne
\nEst en pelisse \u00e0 capuchon ;
\nFlore, que la brise malm\u00e8ne,
\nPlonge ses mains dans son manchon ;<\/p>\n
Et pour la saison, les berg\u00e8res
\nDe Coysevox et de Coustou,
\nTrouvant leurs \u00e9charpes l\u00e9g\u00e8res,
\nOnt des boas autour du cou.<\/p>\n
IV<\/p>\n
Sur la mode parisienne
\nLe Nord pose ses manteaux lourds,
\nComme sur une Ath\u00e9nienne
\nUn Scythe \u00e9tendrait sa peau d\u2019ours.<\/p>\n
Partout se m\u00e9lange aux parures
\nDont Palmyre habille l\u2019Hiver,
\nLe faste russe des fourrures
\nQue parfume le v\u00e9tiver.<\/p>\n
Et le Plaisir rit dans l\u2019alc\u00f4ve
\nQuand, au milieu des Amours nus,
\nDes poils roux d\u2019une b\u00eate fauve
\nSort le torse blanc de V\u00e9nus.<\/p>\n
V<\/p>\n
Sous le voile qui vous prot\u00e8ge,
\nD\u00e9fiant les regards jaloux,
\nSi vous sortez par cette neige,
\nRedoutez vos pieds andalous :<\/p>\n
La neige saisit comme un moule
\nL\u2019empreinte de ce pied mignon
\nQui, sur le tapis blanc qu\u2019il foule,
\nSigne, \u00e0 chaque pas, votre nom ;<\/p>\n
Ainsi guid\u00e9, l\u2019\u00e9poux morose
\nPeut parvenir au nid cach\u00e9
\nO\u00f9, de froid la joue encor rose,
\n\u00c0 l\u2019Amour s\u2019enlace Psych\u00e9.<\/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":[647],"poems-book":[648],"poemes-theme":[335],"poete":[614],"class_list":["post-13859","poemes","type-poemes","status-publish","hentry","annee-647","poems-book-emaux-et-camees","poemes-theme-hiver","poete-theophile-gautier"],"yoast_head":"\n