\u00c0\u00a0Emile Le Brun<\/p>\n
\u00ab Angels ! \u00bb, seul coin luisant dans ce Londres du soir,
\nO\u00f9 flambe un peu de gaz et jase quelque foule,
\nC\u2019est dr\u00f4le que, semblable \u00e0 tel tr\u00e8s dur espoir,
\nTon souvenir m\u2019obs\u00e8de et puissamment enroule
\nAutour de mon esprit un regret rouge et noir :<\/p>\n
Devantures, chansons, omnibus et les danses
\nDans le demi-brouillard o\u00f9 flue un go\u00fbt de rhum,
\nD\u00e9cence, toutefois, le souci des cadences,
\nEt m\u00eame dans l\u2019ivresse un certain d\u00e9corum,
\nJusqu\u2019\u00e0 l\u2019heure o\u00f9 la brume et la nuit se font denses.<\/p>\n
\u00ab Angels ! \u00bb jours d\u00e9j\u00e0 loin, soleils morts, flots taris ;
\nMes vieux p\u00e9ch\u00e9s longtemps ont r\u00f4d\u00e9 par tes voies,
\nTout soudain rougissant, mis\u00e8re ! et tout surpris
\nDe se plaire vraiment \u00e0 tes honn\u00eates joies,
\nEux pour tout le contraire arriv\u00e9s de Paris !<\/p>\n
Souvent l\u2019incompressible Enfance ainsi se joue,
\nF\u00fbt-ce dans ce rapport infinit\u00e9simal,
\nDu monstre int\u00e9rieur qui nous crispe la joue
\nAu froid ricanement de la haine et du mal,
\nOu gonfle notre l\u00e8vre am\u00e8re en lourde moue.<\/p>\n
L\u2019Enfance baptismale \u00e9merge du p\u00e9cheur,
\nInattendue, alerte, et nargue ce farouche
\nD\u2019un sourire non sans franchise ou sans fra\u00eecheur,
\nQui vient, quoi qu\u2019il en ait, se poser sur sa bouche
\n\u00c0 lui, par un prodige exquisement vengeur.<\/p>\n
C\u2019est la Gr\u00e2ce qui passe aimable et nous fait signe.
\n\u00d4 la simplicit\u00e9 primitive, elle encor !
\nCher recommencement bien humble ! Fuite insigne
\nDe l\u2019heure vers l\u2019azur m\u00fbrisseur de fruits d\u2019or !
\n\u00ab Angels ! \u00bb \u00f4 nom revu, calme et frais comme un cygne !<\/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":[252],"poems-book":[251],"poemes-theme":[],"poete":[240],"class_list":["post-2838","poemes","type-poemes","status-publish","hentry","annee-252","poems-book-amour","poete-paul-verlaine"],"yoast_head":"\n