\u00d4 vivants, hommes, femmes,
\nDormez. Apaise-toi, noir tumulte des \u00e2mes.
\nOubli ! tr\u00eave ! \u00f4 m\u00e9chants, reposez-vous. Assez !
\nVous devez \u00eatre las puisque vous ha\u00efssez.
\nVoici l\u2019heure de paix que la terre r\u00e9clame.
\nLe c\u0153ur divin envoie au c\u0153ur humain sa flamme.
\nLa pens\u00e9e a grandi car le r\u00eave est venu.
\nHomme, ne te crois pas plong\u00e9 dans l\u2019inconnu ;
\nTu connais tout, sachant que tu dois \u00eatre juste ;
\nLe sort est l\u2019antre noir, l\u2019\u00e2me est la lampe auguste ;
\nDieu par la conscience inextinguible unit
\nL\u2019innocence de l\u2019homme aux blancheurs du z\u00e9nith.
\nVa, ta t\u00eate est au ciel par un rayon li\u00e9e.
\nLa vie est une page obscur\u00e9ment pli\u00e9e
\nQue l\u2019homme en mourant lit et d\u00e9chiffre en dormant.
\nLe sommeil est un sombre \u00e9panouissement.
\nIl est des voix, il est des pas, il est des ondes ;
\nTout se m\u00eale : clameurs, rumeurs, vagues profondes,
\nFoules bl\u00eames, troupeaux pensifs, essaims joyeux ;
\nTout marche au but divin sous les \u00e9ternels yeux.
\nResponsabilit\u00e9, p\u00e8se, voici ton heure,
\nDu haut des deux, et rends l\u2019\u00e2me humaine-meilleure.
\nLes noirs vivants ont tous au pied le m\u00eame anneau.
\nSens, \u00f4 berger, le poids \u00e9norme de l\u2019agneau.
\nFr\u00eales puissants, t\u00e2chez que l\u2019ombre vous tol\u00e8re ;
\nLe gouffre est irrit\u00e9 d\u2019une bonne col\u00e8re ;
\nLe gouffre est mena\u00e7ant, mais c\u2019est contre le fort ;
\nL\u2019atome avec raison compte, lorsqu\u2019il s\u2019endort,
\nSur la protection terrible des ab\u00eemes.
\nDormez, vertus, dormez, souffrances, dormez, crimes,
\nSous la s\u00e9r\u00e9nit\u00e9 du firmament vermeil.<\/p>\n
Heureux l\u2019homme qui sent \u00e0 travers son sommeil
\nQue les \u00e9toiles sont sur la terre lev\u00e9es
\nPour prot\u00e9ger le faible et l\u2019humble et leurs couv\u00e9es,
\nQui t\u00e2che de comprendre en dormant, et qui sent
\nQu\u2019un immense conseil myst\u00e9rieux descend !
\nLaissez passer sur vous les astres v\u00e9n\u00e9rables,
\nEt dormez. \u00d4 vivants, princes, grands, mis\u00e9rables,
\n\u00c0 cette heure au fant\u00f4me en son linceul pareils,
\nAyez le tremblement du r\u00eave en vos sommeils.
\nQue l\u2019\u00e2me veille en vous !<\/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":[461],"poems-book":[448],"poemes-theme":[],"poete":[206],"class_list":["post-9746","poemes","type-poemes","status-publish","hentry","annee-461","poems-book-le-pape","poete-victor-hugo"],"yoast_head":"\n