{"id":15811,"date":"2025-05-17T02:08:39","date_gmt":"2025-05-17T00:08:39","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.rimes.fr\/blog\/?post_type=poemes&p=15811"},"modified":"2025-05-17T02:08:39","modified_gmt":"2025-05-17T00:08:39","slug":"les-malheureux-3","status":"publish","type":"poemes","link":"https:\/\/www.rimes.fr\/blog\/poemes\/les-malheureux-3\/","title":{"rendered":"Les malheureux"},"content":{"rendered":"

\u00c0 Louise Read<\/em><\/p>\n

La trompette a sonn\u00e9. Des tombes entr\u2019ouvertes
\nLes p\u00e2les habitants ont tout \u00e0 coup fr\u00e9mi.
\nIls se l\u00e8vent, laissant ces demeures d\u00e9sertes
\nO\u00f9 dans l\u2019ombre et la paix leur poussi\u00e8re a dormi.
\nQuelques morts cependant sont rest\u00e9s immobiles ;
\nIls ont tout entendu, mais le divin clairon
\nNi l\u2019ange qui les presse \u00e0 ces derniers asiles
\n\ufeffNe les arracheront.<\/p>\n

\u00ab Quoi ! rena\u00eetre ! revoir le ciel et la lumi\u00e8re,
\nCes t\u00e9moins d\u2019un malheur qui n\u2019est point oubli\u00e9,
\nEux qui sur nos douleurs et sur notre mis\u00e8re
\n\ufeffOnt souri sans piti\u00e9 !<\/p>\n

Non, non ! Plut\u00f4t la Nuit, la Nuit sombre, \u00e9ternelle !
\nFille du vieux Chaos, garde-nous sous ton aile.
\nEt toi, s\u0153ur du Sommeil, toi qui nous as berc\u00e9s,
\nMort, ne nous livre pas ; contre ton sein fid\u00e8le
\n\ufeffTiens-nous bien embrass\u00e9s.<\/p>\n

Ah ! l\u2019heure o\u00f9 tu parus est \u00e0 jamais b\u00e9nie ;
\nSur notre front meurtri que ton baiser fut doux !
\nQuand tout nous rejetait, le n\u00e9ant et la vie,
\nTes bras compatissants, \u00f4 notre unique amie !
\n\ufeffSe sont ouverts pour nous.<\/p>\n

Nous arrivions \u00e0 toi, venant d\u2019un long voyage,
\nBattus par tous les vents, haletants, harass\u00e9s.
\nL\u2019Esp\u00e9rance elle-m\u00eame, au plus fort de l\u2019orage,
\n\ufeffNous avait d\u00e9laiss\u00e9s.<\/p>\n

Nous n\u2019avions rencontr\u00e9 que d\u00e9sespoir et doute,
\nPerdus parmi les flots d\u2019un monde indiff\u00e9rent ;
\nO\u00f9 d\u2019autres s\u2019arr\u00eataient enchant\u00e9s sur la route,
\n\ufeffNous errions en pleurant.<\/p>\n

Pr\u00e8s de nous la Jeunesse a pass\u00e9, les mains vides,
\nSans nous avoir f\u00eat\u00e9s, sans nous avoir souri.
\nLes sources de l\u2019amour sous nos l\u00e8vres avides,
\nComme une eau fugitive, au printemps ont tari.
\nDans nos sentiers br\u00fbl\u00e9s pas une fleur ouverte.
\nSi, pour aider nos pas, quelque soutien ch\u00e9ri
\nParfois s\u2019offrait \u00e0 nous sur la route d\u00e9serte,
\nLorsque nous les touchions, nos appuis se brisaient :
\nTout devenait roseau quand nos c\u0153urs s\u2019y posaient.
\nAu gouffre que pour nous creusait la Destin\u00e9e
\nUne invisible main nous poussait acharn\u00e9e.
\nComme un bourreau, craignant de nous voir \u00e9chapper,
\n\u00c0 nos c\u00f4t\u00e9s marchait le Malheur inflexible.
\nNous portions une plaie \u00e0 chaque endroit sensible,
\nEt l\u2019aveugle Hasard savait o\u00f9 nous frapper.<\/p>\n

Peut-\u00eatre aurions-nous droit aux c\u00e9lestes d\u00e9lices ;
\nNon ! ce n\u2019est point \u00e0 nous de redouter l\u2019enfer,
\nCar nos fautes n\u2019ont pas m\u00e9rit\u00e9 de supplices :
\nSi nous avons failli, nous avons tant souffert !
\nEh bien, nous renon\u00e7ons m\u00eame \u00e0 cette esp\u00e9rance
\nD\u2019entrer dans ton royaume et de voir tes splendeurs,
\nSeigneur ! nous refusons jusqu\u2019\u00e0 ta r\u00e9compense,
\nEt nous ne voulons pas du prix de nos douleurs.<\/p>\n

Nous le savons, tu peux donner encor des ailes
\nAux \u00e2mes qui ployaient sous un fardeau trop lourd ;
\nTu peux, lorsqu\u2019il te pla\u00eet, loin des sph\u00e8res mortelles,
\nLes \u00e9lever \u00e0 toi dans la gr\u00e2ce et l\u2019amour ;
\nTu peux, parmi les ch\u0153urs qui chantent tes louanges,
\n\u00c0 tes pieds, sous tes yeux, nous mettre au premier rang,
\nNous faire couronner par la main de tes anges,
\nNous rev\u00eatir de gloire en nous transfigurant.
\nTu peux nous p\u00e9n\u00e9trer d\u2019une vigueur nouvelle,
\nNous rendre le d\u00e9sir que nous avions perdu\u2026
\nOui, mais le Souvenir, cette ronce immortelle
\nAttach\u00e9e \u00e0 nos c\u0153urs, l\u2019en arracheras-tu ?<\/p>\n

Quand de tes ch\u00e9rubins la phalange sacr\u00e9e
\nNous saluerait \u00e9lus en ouvrant les saints lieux,
\nNous leur crierions bient\u00f4t d\u2019une voix \u00e9plor\u00e9e :
\n\u00ab Nous \u00e9lus ? nous heureux ? Mais regardez nos yeux !
\nLes pleurs y sont encor, pleurs amers, pleurs sans nombre.
\nAh ! quoi que vous fassiez, ce voile \u00e9pais et sombre
\n\ufeffNous obscurcit vos cieux. \u00bb<\/p>\n

Contre leur gr\u00e9 pourquoi ranimer nos poussi\u00e8res ?
\nQue t\u2019en reviendra-t-il ? et que t\u2019ont-elles fait ?
\nTes dons m\u00eames, apr\u00e8s tant d\u2019horribles mis\u00e8res,
\n\ufeffNe sont plus un bienfait.<\/p>\n

Ah ! tu frappas trop fort en ta fureur cruelle.
\nTu l\u2019entends, tu le vois ! la Souffrance a vaincu.
\nDans un sommeil sans fin, \u00f4 puissance \u00e9ternelle !
\nLaisse-nous oublier que nous avons v\u00e9cu. \u00bb<\/p>\n

\ufeffNice, 1862.<\/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 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