{"id":3849,"date":"2011-02-10T08:16:19","date_gmt":"2011-02-10T08:16:19","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blogs.oulipo.net\/qc\/?p=3849"},"modified":"2011-02-24T09:48:57","modified_gmt":"2011-02-24T09:48:57","slug":"1892-10","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blogs.oulipo.net\/qc\/2011\/02\/10\/1892-10\/","title":{"rendered":"Les cloches bourdonnaient \u00e0 coups sourds, lourdement, \u2014 1892 (10)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&#8211; <strong>Am\u00e9d\u00e9e Rouqu\u00e8s<\/strong> in <em>Le Banquet<\/em><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"text-decoration: underline\">Chansons pour rire<\/span>, II<\/p>\n<p>Les cloches bourdonnaient \u00e0 coups sourds, lourdement,<br \/>\nEt l\u2019orgue, r\u00e9pondant du fond du monument,<br \/>\nR\u00e2lait grave en mon c\u0153ur livide, absolument<br \/>\nSombr\u00e9 dans le deuil noir de cet enterrement<\/p>\n<p>Les enfants pleuraient, les hommes pleuraient, les femmes<br \/>\nPleuraient, et moi, les pleurs avaient noy\u00e9 mon \u00e2me\u00a0;<br \/>\nEt mes yeux d\u2019eau distinguaient \u00e0 peine la flamme<br \/>\nDes cierges, et le pr\u00eatre, qui chantait ses gammes.<\/p>\n<p>Et je me sentais plein d\u2019un ineffable amour<br \/>\nPour ces hommes que je ne connaissais point, pour<br \/>\nCes femmes \u00e0 genoux, aux si charmantes poses,<\/p>\n<p>Ces cierges, ces voix d\u2019enfants au timbre argentin,<br \/>\nTous ces \u00eatres perdus dans un brouillard lointain\u00a0 \u2026..<br \/>\nQuand je suis gris, c\u2019est tout \u00e0 fait la m\u00eame chose.<\/p>\n<p><strong>aaaa bbbb<\/strong> T15<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&#8211; Am\u00e9d\u00e9e Rouqu\u00e8s in Le Banquet Chansons pour rire, II Les cloches bourdonnaient \u00e0 coups sourds, lourdement, Et l\u2019orgue, r\u00e9pondant du fond du monument, R\u00e2lait grave en mon c\u0153ur livide, absolument Sombr\u00e9 dans le deuil noir de cet enterrement Les enfants pleuraient, les hommes pleuraient, les femmes Pleuraient, et moi, les pleurs avaient noy\u00e9 mon &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/blogs.oulipo.net\/qc\/2011\/02\/10\/1892-10\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continuer la lecture de <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">Les cloches bourdonnaient \u00e0 coups sourds, lourdement, \u2014 1892 (10)<\/span>  <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":15,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1344,1119],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-3849","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-a4b4","category-t15-ccd-eed"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.oulipo.net\/qc\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3849","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.oulipo.net\/qc\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.oulipo.net\/qc\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.oulipo.net\/qc\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/15"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.oulipo.net\/qc\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=3849"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.oulipo.net\/qc\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3849\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":9190,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.oulipo.net\/qc\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3849\/revisions\/9190"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.oulipo.net\/qc\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3849"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.oulipo.net\/qc\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3849"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.oulipo.net\/qc\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3849"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}