{"id":384,"date":"2016-04-06T17:04:13","date_gmt":"2016-04-06T17:04:13","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/colbysites.org\/womenpoets\/soleil\/"},"modified":"2021-04-07T18:25:50","modified_gmt":"2021-04-07T22:25:50","slug":"soleil","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/web.colby.edu\/poetes\/siefert\/works-9\/soleil\/","title":{"rendered":"Louisa Siefert : Soleil d&#8217;hiver"},"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;\">SOLEIL D&#8217;HIVER<\/h4>\n<div id=\"center_block\">\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\">H\u00e9las ! hier encor sur mon front, sur ma l\u00e8vre,<br \/>\nSont venus se poser la joie &amp; le plaisir,<br \/>\nJ&#8217;ai ri comme une folle\u2026 aujourd&#8217;hui j&#8217;ai la fi\u00e8vre,<br \/>\nCar ma porte est ferm\u00e9e &amp; j&#8217;en ai le loisir.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\">O pauvre humanit\u00e9 ! J&#8217;ai piti\u00e9 de moi-m\u00eame<br \/>\nQuand mon masque s&#8217;en va d\u00e9coll\u00e9 par mes pleurs<br \/>\nEt qu&#8217;appara\u00eet, meurtri, consum\u00e9, maigre, bl\u00eame,<br \/>\nMon visage, dont tous admiraient les couleurs.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\">\u2014 Nous sommes en janvier : le ciel, d&#8217;un azur tendre,<br \/>\nR\u00e9fl\u00e9chit sa splendeur dans les flots clapotants ;<br \/>\nLe vent est si l\u00e9ger qu&#8217;\u00e0 peine on peut l&#8217;entendre,<br \/>\nLe soleil est si doux qu&#8217;on dirait le printemps.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\">Mais, comme ces rayons \u00e0 la nature morte<br \/>\nSe prodiguent en vain &amp; ne f\u00e9condent rien,<br \/>\nDans mon \u00e2me, la peine est aussi la plus forte :<br \/>\nMon rire est un mensonge, &amp; l&#8217;amour le sait bien !<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">Janvier 18\u2026<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><a href=\"http:\/\/web.colby.edu\/poetes\/siefert\/works-9\/rayonsperduspage\/\">Retour \u00e0 la table des mati\u00e8res<\/a><\/p>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Rayons perdus (1869) SOLEIL D&#8217;HIVER H\u00e9las ! hier encor sur mon front, sur ma l\u00e8vre, Sont venus se poser la joie &amp; le plaisir, J&#8217;ai ri comme une folle\u2026 aujourd&#8217;hui j&#8217;ai la fi\u00e8vre, Car ma porte est ferm\u00e9e &amp; j&#8217;en&#8230; <a class=\"more-link\" href=\"https:\/\/web.colby.edu\/poetes\/siefert\/works-9\/soleil\/\">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\/384"}],"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=384"}],"version-history":[{"count":9,"href":"https:\/\/web.colby.edu\/poetes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/384\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":8326,"href":"https:\/\/web.colby.edu\/poetes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/384\/revisions\/8326"}],"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=384"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}