V\u00eats-toi de sang, V\u00e9nus, voici quatre-vingt-treize :
\nUne fuite de rois, sous un couchant de braise,
\nEt l\u2019\u00e9chafaud ancr\u00e9,
\nVaisseau rouge, en des mar\u00e9es
\nDe poings houleux et de luttes exasp\u00e9r\u00e9es ?<\/p>\n
Deviens la Th\u00e9roigne \u00e2pre et tragique,
\nDress\u00e9e au clair des r\u00e9voltes logiques,
\nComme tu fus la sainte et l\u2019amoureuse.
\nPlus haute encor, ton \u00e2me aventureuse,
\nAvec douceur, jadis, avec rage, aujourd\u2019hui,
\nSe donne \u00e0 tous ; tu es, selon le temps, ce cri
\nD\u2019amour, de charit\u00e9, ou de justice
\nQui part pour l\u2019infni,
\n\u00c0 travers joie ou pleurs, \u00e0 travers sang ou lie,
\nLe cri toujours jet\u00e9, toujours brandi,
\nPar la fi\u00e8vre et la folie
\nViolentes du sacrifice.<\/p>\n
La ville est en col\u00e8re et en temp\u00eate,
\nToute la haine illumine sa t\u00eate,
\nDes volont\u00e9s d\u2019\u00e9clair passent dans les cerveaux,
\nDes bras soudains dont les rages f\u00e9condent
\nApparaissent, pesants de force et de marteaux.
\nOn ne sait quel tonnerre autour des peuples gronde
\nEt leur donne sa voix et les arme de feux ;
\nDes fronts dressent leur mur contre l\u2019orgueil des dieux,
\nIls entendent, au del\u00e0 de l\u2019heure, l\u2019appel
\nDe ceux qui conna\u00eetront un temps plus mutuel,
\nQuand les sceptres seront comme des tiges
\nD\u2019o\u00f9 tomberont les fleurs de vice et de prestige.<\/p>\n
Sois d\u00e9sormais la vie en lutte avec la mort ;
\nV\u00e9nus, verse ta fi\u00e8vre et ta jeunesse aux foules ;
\nSois ses fureurs et sois ses houles
\nEt sois publique et sois divine encor !
\nEn tous ces bras arm\u00e9s, en ces frustes cervelles,
\nLe sang du vieux destin monte et se renouvelle.
\nL\u2019heure est de meurtre et de sang lourde,
\nOn tue au nom de l\u2019avenir sacr\u00e9, des voix sourdes,
\nDes voix \u00e2pres, des voix folles se fondent,
\nAutour du berceau rouge, o\u00f9 balbutie un monde.<\/p>\n
V\u00e9nus, recueille en toi cette ivresse angoiss\u00e9e ;
\nQue du fond de ta chair et de ton c\u0153ur
\nL\u2019amour afflue et r\u00e8gne enfin dans ta pens\u00e9e,
\nAime l\u2019humanit\u00e9 qui est l\u2019\u00e2me meilleure
\nEn tourmente et en vertige vers le bonheur ;
\nLivre et prodigue-toi \u00e0 tous ceux qui t\u2019appellent,
\nNon plus parmi les dieux, ni \u00e0 genoux,
\nDevant les Christs \u2014 mais debout, parmi nous,
\nEt simplement humaine et maternelle.<\/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":[457],"poems-book":[693],"poemes-theme":[],"poete":[654],"class_list":["post-15279","poemes","type-poemes","status-publish","hentry","annee-457","poems-book-les-forces-tumultueuses","poete-emile-verhaeren"],"yoast_head":"\n