{"id":612,"date":"2011-02-05T15:18:28","date_gmt":"2011-02-05T15:18:28","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blogs.oulipo.net\/qc\/?p=612"},"modified":"2011-02-18T14:31:03","modified_gmt":"2011-02-18T14:31:03","slug":"1834-1","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blogs.oulipo.net\/qc\/2011\/02\/05\/1834-1\/","title":{"rendered":"Or qu&rsquo;abreuv\u00e9 un jour d&rsquo;amertume et de fiel, \u2014 1834 (1)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&#8211; <strong>Justin Maurice<\/strong> <em>Pens\u00e9es du ciel et de la solitude<\/em><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"text-decoration: underline\">Sonnet<br \/>\n<\/span><br \/>\nOr qu&rsquo;abreuv\u00e9 un jour d&rsquo;amertume et de fiel,<br \/>\nJe sentais du malheur la brulante aur\u00e9ole,<br \/>\nJe foulai sous mes pieds le luth qui me console<br \/>\nEt dis, comme un martyr criant contre le ciel:<\/p>\n<p>Muse, adieu! Je te fuis: ton culte est trop frivole.<br \/>\nLe pr\u00eatre consacr\u00e9 doit vivre de l&rsquo;autel.<br \/>\nToi, tu n&rsquo;est pas un dieu, mais une vaine idole;<br \/>\nLe souffle de ta flamme est un souffle mortel.<\/p>\n<p>Je vais porter ailleurs mes voeux, mes sacrifices;<br \/>\nMon coeur va s&rsquo;attacher \u00e0 des lieux plus propices.<br \/>\nAvec raison l&rsquo;on dit que ton culte se perd;<\/p>\n<p>Pour tes plus saints enfants tu n&rsquo;est qu&rsquo;une mar\u00e2tre:<br \/>\nAdieu! Je ne veux plus du sort de Malfil\u00e2tre,<br \/>\nNi les derniers jours de Gilbert.<\/p>\n<p>Q17 &#8211; T15 \u2013 2m\u00a0: (v.14: octo) &#8211; Le dernier vers est un octosyllabe, violant la r\u00e8gle (purement empirique) d&rsquo;unicit\u00e9 m\u00e9trique. Si la notion de \u2018sonnet r\u00e9gulier\u2019 avait un sens constituable, il faudrait l\u2019inclure dans la d\u00e9finition.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&#8211; Justin Maurice Pens\u00e9es du ciel et de la solitude Sonnet Or qu&rsquo;abreuv\u00e9 un jour d&rsquo;amertume et de fiel, Je sentais du malheur la brulante aur\u00e9ole, Je foulai sous mes pieds le luth qui me console Et dis, comme un martyr criant contre le ciel: Muse, adieu! Je te fuis: ton culte est trop frivole. &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/blogs.oulipo.net\/qc\/2011\/02\/05\/1834-1\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continuer la lecture de <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">Or qu&rsquo;abreuv\u00e9 un jour d&rsquo;amertume et de fiel, \u2014 1834 (1)<\/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":[1259,1154,1119],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-612","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-2m","category-q17-abba-baba","category-t15-ccd-eed"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.oulipo.net\/qc\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/612","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=612"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.oulipo.net\/qc\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/612\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":7103,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.oulipo.net\/qc\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/612\/revisions\/7103"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.oulipo.net\/qc\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=612"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.oulipo.net\/qc\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=612"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.oulipo.net\/qc\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=612"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}