{"id":368,"date":"2016-04-06T17:02:59","date_gmt":"2016-04-06T17:02:59","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/colbysites.org\/womenpoets\/lendemain\/"},"modified":"2018-02-23T14:55:45","modified_gmt":"2018-02-23T19:55:45","slug":"lendemain","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/web.colby.edu\/poetes\/siefert\/works-9\/lendemain\/","title":{"rendered":"Louisa Siefert Lendemain"},"content":{"rendered":"<div id=\"poem\" align=\"center\">\n<p class=\"volume-name\" style=\"text-align: center\"><em>Rayons perdus<\/em> (1869)<\/p>\n<h4 class=\"poem-title\" style=\"text-align: center\">LENDEMAIN<\/h4>\n<div id=\"center_block\">\n<p style=\"text-align: left\">H\u00e9 bien ! j&#8217;ai triomph\u00e9, l&#8217;on m&#8217;a fort applaudie,<br \/>\nJ&#8217;ai su rire, chanter, jouer la com\u00e9die,<br \/>\n\u00catre jeune une fois &amp; r\u00e9pondre \u00e0 chacun,<br \/>\nSur son salut banal, un autre lieu commun.<br \/>\nL&#8217;\u00e9clair \u00e0 la prunelle &amp; le rose \u00e0 la joue,<br \/>\nH\u00e9 bien ! c&#8217;est vrai, j&#8217;ai fait tout cela, je l&#8217;avoue.<br \/>\nEt cependant, malgr\u00e9 tant de s\u00e9r\u00e9nit\u00e9,<br \/>\nDe mouvement, de bruit, de plaisir, de ga\u00eet\u00e9,<br \/>\nMalgr\u00e9 tous les amis dont j&#8217;\u00e9tais entour\u00e9e,<br \/>\nComme le flux montant de la grosse mar\u00e9e,<br \/>\nJ&#8217;\u00e9coutais, je sentais, \u00e0 ce m\u00eame moment,<br \/>\nAux portes de mon c\u0153ur gronder incessamment<br \/>\nLes flots graves &amp; sourds de mes larmes anciennes.<br \/>\nUn seul s&#8217;en est dout\u00e9, quand, mes mains dans les siennes,<br \/>\nIl a jet\u00e9 sur moi son beau regard profond,<br \/>\nEt, d&#8217;un coup d&#8217;\u0153il rapide, a plong\u00e9 jusqu&#8217;au fond.<br \/>\nPour tous les autres, non ! de l&#8217;angoisse soufferte<br \/>\nIls n&#8217;ont rien devin\u00e9. Moi, toujours vive, alerte,<br \/>\nJ&#8217;allais &amp; je venais de plus en plus ga\u00eement.<br \/>\nPuis, lorsqu&#8217;ils sont partis, tous m&#8217;ont fait compliment<br \/>\nSur l&#8217;exquis naturel &amp; la verve \u00e9tourdie<br \/>\nAvec lesquels j&#8217;avais jou\u00e9 la com\u00e9die.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\">Janvier 18\u2026<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/web.colby.edu\/poetes\/siefert\/works-9\/rayonsperduspage\/\">Retour \u00e0 la table des mati\u00e8res<\/a>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Rayons perdus (1869) LENDEMAIN H\u00e9 bien ! j&#8217;ai triomph\u00e9, l&#8217;on m&#8217;a fort applaudie, J&#8217;ai su rire, chanter, jouer la com\u00e9die, \u00catre jeune une fois &amp; r\u00e9pondre \u00e0 chacun, Sur son salut banal, un autre lieu commun. L&#8217;\u00e9clair \u00e0 la prunelle&#8230; <a class=\"more-link\" href=\"https:\/\/web.colby.edu\/poetes\/siefert\/works-9\/lendemain\/\">Continue Reading &rarr;<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":14,"featured_media":0,"parent":391,"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\/368"}],"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=368"}],"version-history":[{"count":11,"href":"https:\/\/web.colby.edu\/poetes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/368\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":7331,"href":"https:\/\/web.colby.edu\/poetes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/368\/revisions\/7331"}],"up":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/web.colby.edu\/poetes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/391"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/web.colby.edu\/poetes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=368"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}