Fr\u00e8re Jacques, fr\u00e8re Jacques,
\n\ufeffR\u00e9veille-toi de ton sommeil d\u2019hiver.
\n\ufeffLes fins taillis sont d\u00e9j\u00e0 verts
\n\ufeffEt nous voici au temps de P\u00e2ques,
\n\ufeffFr\u00e8re Jacques.<\/p>\n
\ufeffAu coin du bois morne et bl\u00e9mi
\n\ufeffO\u00f9 ton grand corps s\u2019est endormi
\n\ufeffDepuis l\u2019automne,
\n\ufeffL\u2019aveugle et vacillant brouillard,
\n\ufeffSur les grand\u2019routes du hasard,
\nS\u2019est promen\u00e9, longtemps, par les champs monotones ;
\n\ufeffEt les ch\u00eanes aux rameaux noirs
\n\ufeffTordus de vent farouche
\n\ufeffOnt laiss\u00e9 choir,
\n\ufeffDe soir en soir,
\nLeur feuillage d\u2019or mort sur les bords de ta couche.<\/p>\n
\ufeffFr\u00e8re Jacques,
\n\ufeffIl a neig\u00e9 durant des mois
\n\ufeffEt sur tes mains, et sur tes doigts
\n\ufeffPleins de ger\u00e7ures ;
\n\ufeffIl a neig\u00e9, il a givr\u00e9,
\n\ufeffSur ton chef p\u00e2le et tonsur\u00e9
\n\ufeffEt dans les plis d\u00e9color\u00e9s
\n\ufeffDe ta robe de bure.<\/p>\n
La torpide saison est comme entr\u00e9e en toi
\n\ufeffAvec son deuil et son effroi,
\nEt sa bise sournoise et son gel volontaire ;
\nEt telle est la lourdeur de ton vieux front lass\u00e9
\nEt l\u2019immobilit\u00e9 de tes deux bras crois\u00e9s
\nQu\u2019on les dirait d\u2019un mort qui repose sous terre.<\/p>\n
\ufeffFr\u00e8re Jacques,
\n\ufeffHier au matin, malgr\u00e9 le froid,
\n\ufeffDeux jonquilles, trois an\u00e9mones
\nOnt soulev\u00e9 leurs p\u00e9tales roses ou jaunes
\n\ufeffVers toi,
\n\ufeffEt la m\u00e9sange \u00e0 t\u00eate blanche,
\n\ufeffFragile et preste, a sautill\u00e9
\n\ufeffSur la branche de cornouiller
\nQui vers ton large lit de feuillages mouill\u00e9s
\n\ufeffSe penche.<\/p>\n
\ufeffEt tu dors, et tu dors toujours
\n\ufeffAu coin du bois profond et sourd,
\n\ufeffBien que s\u2019en viennent les abeilles
\nBourdonner jusqu\u2019au soir \u00e0 tes closes oreilles
\n\ufeffEt que l\u2019on voie en tourbillons
\n\ufeffR\u00f4der sur ta barbe rigide
\n\ufeffUn couple clair et rapide
\n\ufeffDe papillons.<\/p>\n
\ufeffPourtant, voici qu\u2019\u00e0 travers ton somme
\n\ufeffTu as vu, d\u00e8s l\u2019aube, s\u2019en aller
\n\ufeffLe cort\u00e8ge bariol\u00e9
\n\ufeffDes cent cloches qui vont \u00e0 Rome
\n\ufeffEt leurs clochers restant
\n\ufeffMuets et h\u00e9sitants
\nDurant ces trois longs jours et d\u2019angoisse et d\u2019absence,
\n\ufeffTu t\u2019\u00e9veilles en \u00e9coutant
\n\ufeffR\u00e9gner de l\u2019un \u00e0 l\u2019autre bout des champs
\n\ufeffLe silence.<\/p>\n
\ufeffEt secouant alors
\nDe ton pesant manteau que les ronces festonnent
\nLes gla\u00e7ons de l\u2019hiver et les brumes d\u2019automne,
\n\ufeffFr\u00e8re Jacques, tu sonnes
\n\ufeffD\u2019un bras si rude et fort
\nQue tout se h\u00e2te aux pr\u00e9s et s\u2019enfi\u00e8vre aux collines
\n\ufeff\u00c0 l\u2019appel clair de tes matines.
\nEt du bout d\u2019un verger le coucou te r\u00e9pond ;
\nEt l\u2019insecte reluit de broussaille en broussaille ;
\nEt les s\u00e8ves sous terre immens\u00e9ment tressaillent ;
\nEt les frondaisons d\u2019or se propagent et font
\nQue leur ombre s\u2019incline aux vieux murs des chaumi\u00e8res ;
\nEt le travail surgit innombrable et puissant ;
\nEt le vent semble fait de mouvante lumi\u00e8re
\nPour fr\u00f4ler le bouton d\u2019une rose tr\u00e9mi\u00e8re
\nEt le front h\u00e9riss\u00e9 d\u2019un p\u00e2le \u00e9pi naissant.<\/p>\n
\ufeffFr\u00e8re Jacques, fr\u00e8re Jacques,
\nCombien la vie enti\u00e8re a confiance en toi
\nEt comme l\u2019oiseau chante au fa\u00eete de mon toit ;
\n\ufeffFr\u00e8res Jacques, fr\u00e8re Jacques,
\n\ufeffRude et vaillant sonneur de P\u00e2ques.<\/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":[708],"poems-book":[702],"poemes-theme":[],"poete":[654],"class_list":["post-15690","poemes","type-poemes","status-publish","hentry","annee-708","poems-book-les-bles-mouvants","poete-emile-verhaeren"],"yoast_head":"\n