Mille notes claires et gaies
\nAinsi que des monnaies
\nD\u00e9gringolent du vieux beffroi vermeil ;
\nCe sont autant de sons de cloche
\nQui miroitent et qui ricochent
\nDans le soleil.<\/p>\n
Le vent au loin les \u00e9parpille,
\nLes toits pareils \u00e0 des mantilles
\nLes re\u00e7oivent entre leurs plis ;
\nTous les \u00e9chos en sont remplis.<\/p>\n
Les gens qui passent
\nLes \u00e9coutent sur la grand place
\nTinter et cliqueter
\nPar masses.
\nOr, c\u2019est dimanche, et c\u2019est midi.<\/p>\n
La ville est propre et lisse ;
\nChez l\u2019orf\u00e8vre trois grands calices
\nIlluminent superbement
\nLa devanture ;
\nD\u2019un porche ardent d\u2019architecture
\n\u00c0 pas d\u00e9vots, \u00e0 pas dormants
\nSortent, quittant le pr\u00f4ne
\nLes bons bourgeois et leurs matrones :
\nEt tels se rejoignent et se saluent
\nEt tels tournent le coin des rues
\nPour s\u2019en aller vers l\u2019esplanade
\nFaire l\u2019hebdomadaire et r\u00e9guli\u00e8re promenade.<\/p>\n
D\u2019autres gagnent \u00ab Le Cheval Gris \u00bb
\nPar le chemin des Chanoinesses :
\nAuberge fra\u00eeche et belle h\u00f4tesse,
\nPo\u00eble flambant, comptoir fleuri,
\nCarreaux sabl\u00e9s et tables claires,
\nCaves longues, larges tonneaux
\nD\u2019o\u00f9 jaillit, ainsi que d\u2019un tombeau,
\nAu creux des verres
\nLa bi\u00e8re.<\/p>\n
Et c\u2019est vraiment un bon moment,
\nPesant de calme et de bien-\u00eatre :
\nDe gros buveurs \u00e0 la fen\u00eatre
\nFument leur pipe et regardent les gens
\nOu bataillent aux cartes.
\nDes b\u00e9guines passent et des sergents,
\nEt les mitrons avec des tartes.
\nLes cloches, dans la tour,
\nCarillonnent toujours,
\nM\u00ealant leur bruit avec le bruit des verres,
\nAvec la splendeur blonde et sonore des bi\u00e8res
\nEt, quelquefois, avec l\u2019\u00e9clat des vins ;
\nEt tout cela r\u00e9sonne, et tout cela s\u2019\u00e9gaie
\nToujours comme il convient
\nD\u2019un bruit minime de monnaie.<\/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":[561],"poems-book":[695],"poemes-theme":[],"poete":[654],"class_list":["post-15341","poemes","type-poemes","status-publish","hentry","annee-561","poems-book-les-villes-a-pignons","poete-emile-verhaeren"],"yoast_head":"\n