Ces \u00e2mes que tu rappelles,
\nMon c\u0153ur, ne reviennent pas.
\nPourquoi donc s\u2019obstinent-elles,
\nH\u00e9las ! \u00e0 rester l\u00e0-bas ?<\/p>\n
Dans les sph\u00e8res \u00e9clatantes,
\nDans l\u2019azur et les rayons,<\/p>\n
Sont-elles donc plus contentes
\nQu\u2019avec nous qui les aimions ?<\/p>\n
Nous avions sous les tonnelles
\nUne maison pr\u00e8s Saint-Leu.
\nComme les fleurs \u00e9taient belles !
\nComme le ciel \u00e9tait bleu !<\/p>\n
Parmi les feuilles tomb\u00e9es,
\nNous courions au bois vermeil ;
\nNous cherchions des scarab\u00e9es
\nSur les vieux murs au soleil ;<\/p>\n
On riait de ce bon rire
\nQu\u2019\u00c9den jadis entendit,
\nAyant toujours \u00e0 se dire
\nCe qu\u2019on s\u2019\u00e9tait d\u00e9j\u00e0 dit ;<\/p>\n
Je contais la M\u00e8re l\u2019Oie ;
\nOn \u00e9tait heureux, Dieu sait !
\nOn poussait des cris de joie
\nPour un oiseau qui passait.<\/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":[443],"poems-book":[447],"poemes-theme":[948],"poete":[206],"class_list":["post-9728","poemes","type-poemes","status-publish","hentry","annee-443","poems-book-lart-detre-grand-pere","poemes-theme-ame","poete-victor-hugo"],"yoast_head":"\n