D\u00fbt la guerre mortelle et sacril\u00e8ge
\nBroyer notre pays de combats en combats,
\nJamais, sous le soleil, une \u00e2me n\u2019oubliera
\nCeux qui sont morts pour le monde, l\u00e0-bas,
\n\ufeff\u00c0 Li\u00e8ge.<\/p>\n
\ufeffAinsi qu\u2019une montagne
\nQui marcherait et laisserait tomber par chocs
\n\ufeffSes blocs,
\n\ufeffSur les villes et les campagnes,
\nS\u2019avan\u00e7ait la pesante et f\u00e9roce Allemagne.<\/p>\n
\ufeffOh tragique moment
\nLes gens fuyaient vers l\u2019inconnu, \u00e9perdument
\n\ufeffSeuls, ceux de Li\u00e8ge r\u00e9sist\u00e8rent
\n\ufeff\u00c0 ce sinistre \u00e9croulement
\n\ufeffD\u2019hommes et d\u2019armes sur la terre.<\/p>\n
\ufeffS\u2019ils agirent ainsi,
\nC\u2019est qu\u2019ils savaient qu\u2019entre leurs mains \u00e9tait remis
\n\ufeffLe sort
\nDe la Bretagne grande et de la France claire ;
\n\ufeffEt qu\u2019il fallait que leurs efforts,
\nApr\u00e8s s\u2019\u00eatre acharn\u00e9s, s\u2019acharnassent encor
\n\ufeffEn des efforts plus sanguinaires.<\/p>\n
\ufeffPeu importait
\n\ufeffQu\u2019en ces temps sombres,
\nContre l\u2019innombrable empire qu\u2019ils affrontaient,
\n\ufeffIls ne fussent qu\u2019un petit nombre ;
\n\ufeff\u00c0 chaque heure du jour,
\nD\u00e9fendant et leur ville, et ses forts tour \u00e0 tour,
\nIls livraient cent combats parmi les intervalles ;
\nIls tuaient en courant, et ne se lassaient pas
\nD\u2019ensanglanter le sol \u00e0 chacun de leurs pas
\n\ufeffEt d\u2019\u00eatre prompts sous les rafales
\n\ufeffDes balles.<\/p>\n
M\u00eame lorsque la nuit, dans le ciel sulfureux,
\nUn Zeppelin r\u00f4deur passait au-dessus d\u2019eux,
\nLes d\u00e9signant aux coups par sa brusque lumi\u00e8re,
\nNul ne reculait, f\u00fbt-ce d\u2019un pas, en arri\u00e8re,
\nMais, tous, ils bondissaient d\u2019un si farouche \u00e9lan,
\n\ufeffEn avant,
\nQue la place qu\u2019ils occupaient demeurait vide
\n\ufeffQuand y frappait la mort rapide.<\/p>\n
\ufeff\u00c0 l\u2019attaque, sur les glacis,
\nQuand, rang par rang, se pr\u00e9sentaient les ennemis,
\nSous l\u2019\u00e9clair courbe et r\u00e9gulier des mitrailleuses,
\nUn tir serr\u00e9, qui, tout \u00e0 coup, se dilatait,
\n\ufeffImmens\u00e9ment les rejetait,
\n\ufeffEt, rang par rang, les abattait
\n\ufeffSur la terre silencieuse.<\/p>\n
Chaudfontaine et Loncin, et Boncelle et Barchon,
\nRetentissaient du bruit d\u2019acier de leurs coupoles ;
\nIls assumaient la nuit, le jour, sur leurs \u00e9paules,
\nLa charge et le tonnerre et l\u2019effroi des canons.
\n\ufeff\u00c0 nos troupes couch\u00e9es,
\n\ufeffDans les tranch\u00e9es,
\n\ufeffDes gamines et des gamins
\n\ufeffDistribuaient le pain
\n\ufeffEt rapportaient la bi\u00e8re
\nAvec la bonne humeur indompt\u00e9e et guerri\u00e8re.
\nOn y parlait d\u2019exploits accomplis simplement
\n\ufeffEt comme, \u00e0 tel moment,
\n\ufeffLe meilleur des r\u00e9giments
\nFut \u00e0 tel point fureur, carnage et foudroiement,
\n\ufeffQue jamais troupe de guerre
\nNe fut plus ferme et plus terrible sur la terre.<\/p>\n
\ufeffLa ville enti\u00e8re s\u2019exaltait
\n\ufeffDe vivre sous la foudre ;
\n\ufeffL\u2019h\u00e9ro\u00efsme s\u2019y respirait,
\n\ufeffComme la poudre ;
\n\ufeffLe c\u0153ur humain s\u2019y composait
\n\ufeffD\u2019une neuve substance
\n\ufeffEt le prodige y grandissait
\n\ufeffChaque existence :
\nTout s\u2019y passait dans l\u2019ordre intense et surhumain.<\/p>\n
\ufeff\u00d4 vous, les hommes de demain,
\n\ufeffD\u00fbt la guerre mortelle et sacril\u00e8ge
\nM\u00eame nous \u00e9craser dans un dernier combat,
\nJamais, sous le soleil, une \u00e2me n\u2019oubliera,
\nCeux qui sont morts pour le monde, l\u00e0-bas,
\n\ufeff\u00c0 Li\u00e8ge.<\/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":[709],"poems-book":[701],"poemes-theme":[],"poete":[654],"class_list":["post-15658","poemes","type-poemes","status-publish","hentry","annee-709","poems-book-les-ailes-rouges-de-la-guerre","poete-emile-verhaeren"],"yoast_head":"\n