{"id":615,"date":"2011-02-05T15:20:31","date_gmt":"2011-02-05T15:20:31","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blogs.oulipo.net\/qc\/?p=615"},"modified":"2011-03-07T09:39:27","modified_gmt":"2011-03-07T09:39:27","slug":"1834-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blogs.oulipo.net\/qc\/2011\/02\/05\/1834-2\/","title":{"rendered":"Le malheur m\u2019a jet\u00e9 son souffle dess\u00e9chant. \u2014 1834 (2)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&#8211; <strong>Louise Colet <\/strong><em>Pensecosa<\/em> (ed. 1840)<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"text-decoration: underline\">Sonnet<br \/>\n<\/span><br \/>\nLe malheur m\u2019a jet\u00e9 son souffle dess\u00e9chant.<br \/>\nDe mes doux sentiments la source s\u2019est tarie,<br \/>\nEt mon \u00e2me incomprise, avant l\u2019heure fl\u00e9trie,<br \/>\nEn perdant tout espoir perd tout penser touchant.<\/p>\n<p>Mes yeux n\u2019ont plus de pleurs, ma voix n\u2019a plus de chant,<br \/>\nMon c\u0153ur d\u00e9senchant\u00e9 n\u2019a plus de r\u00eaverie\u00a0;<br \/>\nPour tout ce que j\u2019aimais avec idol\u00e2trie<br \/>\nIl ne me reste plus d\u2019amour ni de penchant.<\/p>\n<p>Une aride douleur ronge et br\u00fble mon \u00e2me,<br \/>\nIl n\u2019est rien que j\u2019envie et rien que je r\u00e9clame\u00a0;<br \/>\nMon avenir est mort, le vide est dans mon c\u0153ur.<\/p>\n<p>J\u2019offre un c\u0153ur sans pens\u00e9e \u00e0 l\u2019\u0153il qui me contemple\u00a0;<br \/>\nTel sans divinit\u00e9 reste quelque vieux temple,<br \/>\nTelle apr\u00e8s le banquet la coupe est sans liqueur.<\/p>\n<p>Q15\u00a0 T15<\/p>\n<p>(d\u2019apr\u00e8s <span style=\"text-decoration: underline\">Christine Plant\u00e9<\/span> (ed.)\u00a0: <em>Femmes po\u00e8tes du dix-neuvi\u00e8me si\u00e8cle<\/em> (1998))<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&#8211; Louise Colet Pensecosa (ed. 1840) Sonnet Le malheur m\u2019a jet\u00e9 son souffle dess\u00e9chant. De mes doux sentiments la source s\u2019est tarie, Et mon \u00e2me incomprise, avant l\u2019heure fl\u00e9trie, En perdant tout espoir perd tout penser touchant. Mes yeux n\u2019ont plus de pleurs, ma voix n\u2019a plus de chant, Mon c\u0153ur d\u00e9senchant\u00e9 n\u2019a plus de &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/blogs.oulipo.net\/qc\/2011\/02\/05\/1834-2\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continuer la lecture de <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">Le malheur m\u2019a jet\u00e9 son souffle dess\u00e9chant. \u2014 1834 (2)<\/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":[1097,1346,1119],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-615","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-q15","category-rons","category-t15-ccd-eed"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.oulipo.net\/qc\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/615","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=615"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.oulipo.net\/qc\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/615\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":10065,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.oulipo.net\/qc\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/615\/revisions\/10065"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.oulipo.net\/qc\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=615"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.oulipo.net\/qc\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=615"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.oulipo.net\/qc\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=615"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}