{"id":24,"date":"2016-04-05T18:32:26","date_gmt":"2016-04-05T22:32:26","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/colbysites.org\/womenpoets\/depart\/"},"modified":"2018-04-06T18:15:08","modified_gmt":"2018-04-06T22:15:08","slug":"depart-2","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/web.colby.edu\/poetes\/depart-2\/","title":{"rendered":"Louise Ackermann : Le d\u00e9part"},"content":{"rendered":"<div id=\"poem\" align=\"center\">\n<p class=\"volume-name\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><em>Premi\u00e8res po\u00e9sies<\/em><\/p>\n<h4 class=\"poem-title\" style=\"text-align: center;\">LE D\u00c9PART<\/h4>\n<div id=\"center_block\">\n<p>Il est donc vrai ? Je garde en quittant la patrie,<br \/>\nO profonde douleur ! un c\u0153ur indiff\u00e9rent.<br \/>\nPas de regard aim\u00e9, pas d&#8217;image ch\u00e9rie,<br \/>\nDont mon \u0153il au d\u00e9part se d\u00e9tache en pleurant.<\/p>\n<p>Ainsi partent tous ceux que le d\u00e9sespoir sombre<br \/>\nDans quelque monde \u00e0 part pousse \u00e0 se renfermer,<br \/>\nQui, voyant l&#8217;homme faible et les jours remplis d&#8217;ombre,<br \/>\nNe se sont pas senti le courage d&#8217;aimer<\/p>\n<p>Pourtant, Dieu m&#8217;est t\u00e9moin, j&#8217;aurais voulu sur terre<br \/>\nRassembler tout mon c\u0153ur autour d&#8217;un grand amour,<br \/>\nJoindre \u00e0 quelque destin mon destin solitaire,<br \/>\nMe donner sans regret, sans crainte, sans retour.<\/p>\n<p>Aussi ne croyez pas qu&#8217;avec indiff\u00e9rence<br \/>\nJe contemple s&#8217;\u00e9teindre, au plus beau de mes jours,<br \/>\nDes bonheurs d&#8217;ici-bas la riante esp\u00e9rance :<br \/>\nBien que le c\u0153ur soit mort, on en souffre toujours.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\" align=\"center\">Paris, 13 septembre 1838<\/p>\n<!--[if lt IE 9]><script>document.createElement('audio');<\/script><![endif]-->\n<audio class=\"wp-audio-shortcode\" id=\"audio-24-1\" preload=\"none\" style=\"width: 100%;\" controls=\"controls\"><source type=\"audio\/mpeg\" src=\"http:\/\/web.colby.edu\/poetes\/files\/2017\/06\/depart.mp3?_=1\" \/><a href=\"http:\/\/web.colby.edu\/poetes\/files\/2017\/06\/depart.mp3\">http:\/\/web.colby.edu\/poetes\/files\/2017\/06\/depart.mp3<\/a><\/audio>\n<\/div>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/web.colby.edu\/poetes\/premieres-poesies-oeuvres-1893\/\">Retour \u00e0 la table des mati\u00e8res<\/a><\/p>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Premi\u00e8res po\u00e9sies LE D\u00c9PART Il est donc vrai ? Je garde en quittant la patrie, O profonde douleur ! un c\u0153ur indiff\u00e9rent. Pas de regard aim\u00e9, pas d&#8217;image ch\u00e9rie, Dont mon \u0153il au d\u00e9part se d\u00e9tache en pleurant. Ainsi partent&#8230; <a class=\"more-link\" href=\"https:\/\/web.colby.edu\/poetes\/depart-2\/\">Continue Reading &rarr;<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":14,"featured_media":0,"parent":0,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"template-fullwidth.php","meta":{"ngg_post_thumbnail":0,"footnotes":""},"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/web.colby.edu\/poetes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/24"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/web.colby.edu\/poetes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/web.colby.edu\/poetes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/web.colby.edu\/poetes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/14"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/web.colby.edu\/poetes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=24"}],"version-history":[{"count":12,"href":"https:\/\/web.colby.edu\/poetes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/24\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":7589,"href":"https:\/\/web.colby.edu\/poetes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/24\/revisions\/7589"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/web.colby.edu\/poetes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=24"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}