Tout cela qui sent l\u2019homme \u00e0 mourir me convie,
\nEn ce qui est hideux je cherche mon confort :
\nFuyez de moi, plaisirs, heurs, esp\u00e9rance et vie,
\nVenez, maux et malheurs et d\u00e9sespoir et mort !<\/p>\n
Je cherche les d\u00e9serts, les roches \u00e9gar\u00e9es,
\nLes for\u00eats sans chemin, les ch\u00eanes p\u00e9rissants,
\nMais je hais les for\u00eats de leurs feuilles par\u00e9es,
\nLes s\u00e9jours fr\u00e9quent\u00e9s, les chemins blanchissants.<\/p>\n
Quel plaisir c\u2019est de voir les vieilles haridelles
\nDe qui les os mourants percent les vieilles peaux :
\nJe meurs des oiseaux gais volants \u00e0 tire d\u2019ailes,
\nDes courses de poulains et des sauts de chevreaux !<\/p>\n
Heureux quand je rencontre une t\u00eate s\u00e9ch\u00e9e,
\nUn massacre de cerf, quand j\u2019oy les cris des faons ;
\nMais mon \u00e2me se meurt de d\u00e9pit ass\u00e9ch\u00e9e,
\nVoyant la biche folle aux sauts de ses enfants.<\/p>\n
J\u2019aime \u00e0 voir de beaut\u00e9s la branche d\u00e9charg\u00e9e,
\n\u00c0 fouler le feuillage \u00e9tendu par l\u2019effort
\nD\u2019automne, sans espoir leur couleur orang\u00e9e
\nMe donne pour plaisir l\u2019image de la mort.<\/p>\n
Un \u00e9ternel horreur, une nuit \u00e9ternelle
\nM\u2019emp\u00eache de fuir et de sortir dehors
\nQue de l\u2019air courrouc\u00e9 une guerre cruelle
\nAinsi comme l\u2019esprit, m\u2019emprisonne le corps !<\/p>\n
Jamais le clair soleil ne rayonne ma t\u00eate,
\nQue le ciel impiteux me refuse son oeil,
\nS\u2019il pleut qu\u2019avec la pluie il cr\u00e8ve de temp\u00eate,
\nAvare du beau temps et jaloux du soleil.<\/p>\n
Mon \u00eatre soit hiver et les saisons troubl\u00e9es,
\nDe mes afflictions se sente l\u2019univers,
\nEt l\u2019oubli \u00f4te encore \u00e0 mes peines doubl\u00e9es
\nL\u2019usage de mon luth et celui de mes vers.<\/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":[],"poems-book":[893],"poemes-theme":[352,376],"poete":[796],"class_list":["post-16929","poemes","type-poemes","status-publish","hentry","poems-book-stances-aubigne","poemes-theme-desespoir","poemes-theme-malheur","poete-theodore-agrippa-daubigne"],"yoast_head":"\n