{"id":4179,"date":"2018-02-14T03:55:32","date_gmt":"2018-02-14T02:55:32","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/lemotdujour.fr\/?p=4179"},"modified":"2021-10-17T13:09:38","modified_gmt":"2021-10-17T11:09:38","slug":"mercredi-14-fevrier-2018","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/lemotdujour.fr\/?p=4179","title":{"rendered":"Mercredi 14 f\u00e9vrier 2018"},"content":{"rendered":"
\t\u00ab Je pr\u00e9f\u00e8re aux biens
\ndont s\u2019enivre L\u2019orgueil du soldat ou du roi,
\nL\u2019ombre que tu fais sur mon livre
\nQuand ton front se penche sur moi. \u00bb<\/div>\n
\tVictor Hugo \u00abLes contemplations\u00bb<\/div>\n

Pour la saint Valentin, ce po\u00e8me de Victor Hugo :
\n<\/span><\/p>\n

Aimons toujours ! Aimons encore ! <\/span>
\n<\/span><\/span>Quand l’amour s’en va, l’espoir fuit. <\/span>
\n<\/span><\/span>L’amour, c’est le cri de l’aurore, <\/span>
\n<\/span><\/span>L’amour c’est l’hymne de la nuit.<\/span>
\n<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Ce que le flot dit aux rivages, <\/span>
\n<\/span><\/span>Ce que le vent dit aux vieux monts, <\/span>
\n<\/span><\/span>Ce que l’astre dit aux nuages, <\/span>
\n<\/span><\/span>C’est le mot ineffable : Aimons !<\/span>
\n<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

L’amour fait songer, vivre et croire. <\/span>
\n<\/span><\/span>Il a pour r\u00e9chauffer le c\u0153ur, <\/span>
\n<\/span><\/span>Un rayon de plus que la gloire, <\/span>
\n<\/span><\/span>Et ce rayon c’est le bonheur !<\/span>
\n<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Aime ! qu’on les loue ou les bl\u00e2me, <\/span>
\n<\/span><\/span>Toujours les grands c\u0153urs aimeront : <\/span>
\n<\/span><\/span>Joins cette jeunesse de l’\u00e2me <\/span>
\n<\/span><\/span>A la jeunesse de ton front !<\/span>
\n<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Aime, afin de charmer tes heures ! <\/span>
\n<\/span><\/span>Afin qu’on voie en tes beaux yeux <\/span>
\n<\/span><\/span>Des volupt\u00e9s int\u00e9rieures <\/span>
\n<\/span><\/span>Le sourire myst\u00e9rieux !<\/span>
\n<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Aimons-nous toujours davantage ! <\/span>
\n<\/span><\/span>Unissons-nous mieux chaque jour. <\/span>
\n<\/span><\/span>Les arbres croissent en feuillage ; <\/span>
\n<\/span><\/span>Que notre \u00e2me croisse en amour !
\n<\/span><\/p>\n

Soyons le miroir et l’image ! <\/span>
\n<\/span><\/span>Soyons la fleur et le parfum ! <\/span>
\n<\/span><\/span>Les amants, qui, seuls sous l’ombrage, <\/span>
\n<\/span><\/span>Se sentent deux et ne sont qu’un ! <\/span>
\n<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

[..].<\/span>
\n<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Moi qui ne cherche dans ce monde <\/span>
\n<\/span><\/span>Que la seule r\u00e9alit\u00e9, <\/span>
\n<\/span><\/span>Moi qui laisse fuir comme l’onde <\/span>
\n<\/span><\/span>Tout ce qui n’est que vanit\u00e9,<\/span>
\n<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Je pr\u00e9f\u00e8re aux biens dont s’enivre <\/span>
\n<\/span><\/span>L’orgueil du soldat ou du roi, <\/span>
\n<\/span><\/span>L’ombre que tu fais sur mon livre <\/span>
\n<\/span><\/span>Quand ton front se penche sur moi.
\n<\/span><\/p>\n

<Si vous voulez lire le po\u00e8me en int\u00e9gralit\u00e9><\/span><\/span><\/a>
\n<\/span><\/p>\n

Pour Annie et moi, la Saint Valentin ne se f\u00eate pas le 14 f\u00e9vrier, mais le 15.
\n<\/span>Le 15 f\u00e9vrier, il y a 30 ans, nous nous sommes rencontr\u00e9s \u00e0 Paris et quelques mois plus tard, nous ne nous quittions plus.
\n<\/span><\/p>\n

Il n’y aura pas de mot du jour le 15 et le 16 f\u00e9vrier.
\n<\/span><\/p>\n

<1018><\/span>
\n<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

\u00ab Je pr\u00e9f\u00e8re aux biens dont s\u2019enivre L\u2019orgueil du soldat ou du roi, L\u2019ombre que tu fais sur mon livre Quand ton front se penche sur moi. \u00bb Victor Hugo \u00abLes contemplations\u00bb Pour la saint Valentin, ce po\u00e8me de Victor Hugo : Aimons<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[53,9,8],"class_list":["post-4179","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-motdujour","tag-affect","tag-litterature","tag-poesie"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/lemotdujour.fr\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4179","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/lemotdujour.fr\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/lemotdujour.fr\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lemotdujour.fr\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lemotdujour.fr\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=4179"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/lemotdujour.fr\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4179\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":12386,"href":"https:\/\/lemotdujour.fr\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4179\/revisions\/12386"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/lemotdujour.fr\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=4179"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lemotdujour.fr\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=4179"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lemotdujour.fr\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=4179"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}