\u00d4 strophe du po\u00ebte, autrefois, dans les fleurs,
\nJetant mille baisers \u00e0 leurs mille couleurs,
\nTu jouais, et d\u2019avril tu pillais la corbeille ;
\nPapillon pour la rose et pour la ruche abeille,
\nTu semais de l\u2019amour et tu faisais du miel ;
\nTon \u00e2me bleue \u00e9tait presque m\u00eal\u00e9e au ciel ;
\nTa robe \u00e9tait d\u2019azur et ton \u0153il de lumi\u00e8re ;
\nTu criais aux chansons, tes s\u0153urs : \u2014 Venez ! chaumi\u00e8re,
\nHameau, ruisseau, for\u00eat, tout chante. L\u2019aube a lui ! \u2014
\nEt, douce, tu courais et tu riais. Mais lui,
\nLe s\u00e9v\u00e8re habitant de la bl\u00eame caverne
\nQu\u2019en haut le jour blanchit, qu\u2019en bas rougit l\u2019averne,
\nLe po\u00ebte qu\u2019ont fait avant l\u2019heure vieillard
\nLa douleur dans la vie et le drame dans l\u2019art,
\nLui, le chercheur du gouffre obscur, le chasseur d\u2019ombres,
\nIl a lev\u00e9 la t\u00eate un jour hors des d\u00e9combres,
\nEt t\u2019a saisie au vol dans l\u2019herbe et dans les bl\u00e9s,
\nEt, malgr\u00e9 tes effrois et tes cris redoubl\u00e9s,
\nToute en pleurs, il t\u2019a prise \u00e0 l\u2019idylle joyeuse ;
\nIl t\u2019a ravie aux champs, \u00e0 la source, \u00e0 l\u2019yeuse,
\nAux amours dans les bois pr\u00e8s des nids palpitants
\nEt maintenant, captive et reine en m\u00eame temps,
\nPrisonni\u00e8re au plus noir de son \u00e2me profonde,
\nParmi les visions qui flottent comme l\u2019onde,
\nSous son cr\u00e2ne \u00e0 fois c\u00e9leste et souterrain,
\nAssise, et t\u2019accoudant sur un tr\u00f4ne d\u2019airain,
\nVoyant dans ta m\u00e9moire, ainsi qu\u2019une ombre vaine
\nFuir l\u2019\u00e9blouissement du jour et de la plaine,
\nPar le ma\u00eetre gard\u00e9e, et calme, et sans espoir,
\nTandis que, pr\u00e8s de toi, les drames, groupe noir,
\nDes sombres passions feuillettent le registre,
\nTu r\u00eaves dans sa nuit, Proserpine sinistre.<\/p>\n
Jersey, novembre 1854.<\/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":[224],"poems-book":[225],"poemes-theme":[],"poete":[206],"class_list":["post-9280","poemes","type-poemes","status-publish","hentry","annee-224","poems-book-les-contemplations","poete-victor-hugo"],"yoast_head":"\n