{"id":484,"date":"2016-04-06T18:47:35","date_gmt":"2016-04-06T18:47:35","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/colbysites.org\/womenpoets\/orage\/"},"modified":"2021-05-13T11:46:37","modified_gmt":"2021-05-13T15:46:37","slug":"orage","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/web.colby.edu\/poetes\/siefert\/works-9\/orage\/","title":{"rendered":"Louisa Siefert : L&#8217;orage a pass\u00e9"},"content":{"rendered":"<div id=\"poem\" align=\"center\">\n<p class=\"volume-name\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><em>Les Sto\u00efques<\/em> (1870)<\/p>\n<h4 class=\"poem-title\" style=\"text-align: center;\">L&#8217;ORAGE A PASS\u00c9<\/h4>\n<div id=\"center_block\">\n<div class=\"epigraph\">Souvent un grand d\u00e9sir de choses inconnues&#8230;<br \/>\n<span class=\"epigraph-author\">Sainte-Beuve<\/span><\/div>\n<p>L&#8217;orage a pass\u00e9 ; mais les flots sont durs<br \/>\nEt de leurs coups brefs la plage est heurt\u00e9e :<br \/>\nAgr\u00e8s fracass\u00e9s, barque d\u00e9m\u00e2t\u00e9e<br \/>\nAttestent l&#8217;horreur des combats obscurs.<\/p>\n<p>L&#8217;orage a pass\u00e9 ; mais la mer tressaille<br \/>\nEt lance l&#8217;\u00e9cume aux rocs d\u00e9chir\u00e9s ;<br \/>\nLes vents sont \u00e9teints, les cieux azur\u00e9s :<br \/>\nUn cadavre au loin nous dit la bataille.<\/p>\n<p>Le soleil levant projette sur l&#8217;eau<br \/>\nSes rayons ros\u00e9s, l&#8217;heure se fait chaude,<br \/>\nEt, blanche, \u00e9mergeant des flots d&#8217;\u00e9meraude,<br \/>\nUne voile s&#8217;ouvre au bord du tableau.<\/p>\n<p>\u00c9ternel danger, sublime assurance !<br \/>\nLe p\u00eacheur repart pour la haute mer,<br \/>\nAinsi qu&#8217;en mon \u00e2me, autre gouffre amer,<br \/>\nSur mes vers bris\u00e9s la nef <em>Esp\u00e9rance.<\/em><\/p>\n<\/div>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/web.colby.edu\/poetes\/siefert\/works-9\/lesstoiquespage\/\">Retour \u00e0 la table des mati\u00e8res<\/a><\/p>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Les Sto\u00efques (1870) L&#8217;ORAGE A PASS\u00c9 Souvent un grand d\u00e9sir de choses inconnues&#8230; Sainte-Beuve L&#8217;orage a pass\u00e9 ; mais les flots sont durs Et de leurs coups brefs la plage est heurt\u00e9e : Agr\u00e8s fracass\u00e9s, barque d\u00e9m\u00e2t\u00e9e Attestent l&#8217;horreur des&#8230; <a class=\"more-link\" href=\"https:\/\/web.colby.edu\/poetes\/siefert\/works-9\/orage\/\">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\/484"}],"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=484"}],"version-history":[{"count":10,"href":"https:\/\/web.colby.edu\/poetes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/484\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":8400,"href":"https:\/\/web.colby.edu\/poetes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/484\/revisions\/8400"}],"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=484"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}