Il est doux de raser en gondole la vague
\nDes lagunes, le soir, au bord de l\u2019horizon
\nQuand la lune \u00e9largit son disque p\u00e2le et vague,
\nEt que du marinier l\u2019\u00e9cho dit la chanson ;<\/p>\n
II est doux d\u2019observer l\u2019\u00e9toile qui rayonne,
\nPaillette d\u2019or cousue au dais du firmament,
\nL\u2019\u00e9toile qu\u2019une blanche aur\u00e9ole environne,
\nEt qui dans le ciel clair s\u2019avance lentement ;<\/p>\n
II est doux sur la brume un instant color\u00e9e
\nDe voir, parmi la pluie, aux lueurs du soleil,
\nL\u2019iris arrondissant son arche diapr\u00e9e,
\nPr\u00e9sage heureux d\u2019un jour plus pur et plus vermeil ;<\/p>\n
II est doux, par les pr\u00e9s o\u00f9 l\u2019abeille butine,
\nD\u2019errer seul et pensif, et, sous les saules verts
\nNonchalamment couch\u00e9 pr\u00e8s d\u2019une onde argentine,
\nDe lire tour \u00e0 tour des romans et des vers ;<\/p>\n
Il est doux, quand on suit une route in\u00e9gale
\nDans l\u2019\u00e9t\u00e9, vers midi, charg\u00e9 d\u2019un lourd fardeau,
\nEt qu\u2019on entend chanter pr\u00e8s de soi la cigale,
\nDe trouver un peu d\u2019ombre avec un filet d\u2019eau ;<\/p>\n
Il est doux, en hiver, lorsque la froide pluie
\nBat la vitre, d\u2019avoir, aupr\u00e8s d\u2019un feu flambant,
\nUn immense fauteuil gothique, o\u00f9 l\u2019on appuie
\nSa t\u00eate paresseuse en arri\u00e8re tombant ;<\/p>\n
II est doux de revoir avec ses tours min\u00e9es
\nPar le temps, ses clochers et ses blanches maisons,
\nSes toits rouges et bleus, ses hautes chemin\u00e9es,
\nLa ville o\u00f9 l\u2019on passa ses premi\u00e8res saisons ;<\/p>\n
II est doux pour le c\u0153ur de l\u2019exil\u00e9 malade,
\nPar le regret cuisant et la douleur us\u00e9,
\nD\u2019entendre le refrain de la vieille ballade
\nDont sa m\u00e8re au berceau l\u2019a jadis amus\u00e9 :<\/p>\n
Mais il est bien plus doux, \u00e9perdu, plein d\u2019ivresse,
\nSous un berceau de fleurs, d\u2019entourer de ses bras
\nPour la premi\u00e8re fois sa premi\u00e8re ma\u00eetresse,
\nJeune fille aux yeux bruns qui tremble et ne veut pas.<\/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":[533],"poems-book":[620],"poemes-theme":[],"poete":[614],"class_list":["post-14044","poemes","type-poemes","status-publish","hentry","annee-533","poems-book-premieres-poesies-gautier","poete-theophile-gautier"],"yoast_head":"\n