Rire \u00e9tant si jolie,
\nC\u2019est mal. \u00d4 trahison
\nD\u2019inspirer la folie,
\nEn gardant la raison !<\/p>\n
Rire \u00e9tant si charmante !
\nC\u2019est coupable, \u00e0 c\u00f4t\u00e9
\nDes r\u00eaves, qu\u2019on augmente
\nPar son trop de beaut\u00e9.<\/p>\n
Une chose peut-\u00eatre
\nQui va vous \u00e9tonner,
\nC\u2019est qu\u2019\u00e0 votre fen\u00eatre
\nLe vent vient frissonner,<\/p>\n
Qu\u2019avril commence \u00e0 luire,
\nQue la mer s\u2019aplanit,
\nEt que cela veut dire :
\nFauvette, fais ton nid.<\/p>\n
Belle aux chansons na\u00efves,
\nJ\u2019admets peu qu\u2019on ait droit
\nAux prunelles tr\u00e8s vives,
\nAyant le c\u0153ur tr\u00e8s froid.<\/p>\n
Quand on est si bien faite,
\nOn devrait se cacher.
\nUn amant qu\u2019on rejette,
\n\u00c0 quoi bon l\u2019\u00e9baucher ?<\/p>\n
On se lasse, \u00f4 coquette,
\nD\u2019\u00eatre toujours tremblant,
\nVous \u00eates la raquette,
\nEt je suis le volant.<\/p>\n
Le coq battant de l\u2019aile,
\nMa\u00eetre en son pachalick,
\nNous pr\u00e9vient qu\u2019une belle
\nEst un danger public.<\/p>\n
Il a raison. J\u2019estime
\nQu\u2019en leur gloire isol\u00e9s,
\nDeux beaux yeux sont un crime,
\nAllumez, mais br\u00fblez.<\/p>\n
Pourquoi ce vain man\u00e8ge ?
\nL\u2019eau qu\u2019\u00e9chauffe le jour,
\nLa fleur per\u00e7ant la neige,
\nLe loup hurlant d\u2019amour,<\/p>\n
L\u2019astre que nos yeux guettent,
\nSont l\u2019eau, la fleur, le loup,
\nEt l\u2019\u00e9toile, et n\u2019y mettent
\nPas de fa\u00e7ons du tout.<\/p>\n
Aimer est si facile
\nQue, sans c\u0153ur, tout est dit,
\nL\u2019homme est un imb\u00e9cile,
\nLa femme est un bandit.<\/p>\n
L\u2019\u0153illade est une dette.
\nL\u2019insolvabilit\u00e9,
\nVolontaire, compl\u00e8te
\nCe monstre, la beaut\u00e9.<\/p>\n
Craindre ceux qu\u2019on captive !
\nNous fuir et nous lier !
\n\u00catre la sensitive
\nEt le mancenillier !<\/p>\n
C\u2019est trop. Aimez, madame.
\nQuoi donc ! quoi ! mon souhait
\nO\u00f9 j\u2019ai tout mis, mon \u00e2me
\nEt mes r\u00eaves, me hait !<\/p>\n
L\u2019amour nous vise. Certe,
\nNotre effroi peut crier,
\nMais rien ne d\u00e9concerte
\nCet arbal\u00e9trier.<\/p>\n
Sachez donc, \u00f4 rebelle,
\nQue souvent, trop vainqueur,
\nLe regard d\u2019une belle
\nRicoche sur son c\u0153ur.<\/p>\n
Vous pouvez \u00eatre s\u00fbre
\nQu\u2019un jour vous vous ferez
\nVous-m\u00eame une blessure
\nQue vous adorerez.<\/p>\n
Vous comprendrez l\u2019extase
\nVoisine du p\u00e9ch\u00e9,
\nEt que l\u2019\u00e2me est un vase
\nToujours un peu pench\u00e9.<\/p>\n
Vous saurez, attendrie,
\nLe charme de l\u2019instant
\nTerrible, o\u00f9 l\u2019on s\u2019\u00e9crie :
\nAh ! vous m\u2019en direz tant !<\/p>\n
Vous saurez, vous qu\u2019on g\u00e2te,
\nLe destin tel qu\u2019il est,
\nLes pleurs, l\u2019ombre, et la h\u00e2te
\nDe cacher un billet.<\/p>\n
Oui, \u2014 pourquoi tant remettre ? \u2014
\nVous sentirez, qui sait ?
\nLa douceur d\u2019une lettre
\nQue ti\u00e9dit le corset.<\/p>\n
Vous riez ! votre joie
\n\u00c0 Tout pr\u00e9f\u00e8re Rien.
\nEn vain l\u2019aube rougeoie,
\nEn vain l\u2019air chante. Eh bien,<\/p>\n
Je ris aussi ! Tout passe.
\n\u00d4 muse, allons-nous-en.
\nJ\u2019aper\u00e7ois l\u2019humble gr\u00e2ce
\nD\u2019un toit de paysan ;<\/p>\n
L\u2019arbre, libre voli\u00e8re,
\nEst plein d\u2019heureuses voix ;
\nDans les pousses du lierre
\nLe chevreau fait son choix ;<\/p>\n
Et, jouant sous les treilles,
\nUn petit villageois
\nA pour pendants d\u2019oreilles
\nDeux cerises des bois.<\/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":[463],"poems-book":[445],"poemes-theme":[],"poete":[206],"class_list":["post-9539","poemes","type-poemes","status-publish","hentry","annee-463","poems-book-les-chansons-des-rues-et-des-bois","poete-victor-hugo"],"yoast_head":"\n