Si ces hiers allaient manger nos beaux demains ?
De la musique avant toute chose, Et pour cela préfère l'Impair, Plus vague et plus soluble dans l'air, Sans rien en lui qui pèse ou qui pose.
Non. Il fut gallican, ce siècle*, et janséniste !
Baiser ! rose trémière au jardin des caresses !
Si ces hiers allaient manger nos beaux demains ?
C'est bien la pire peine De ne savoir pourquoi Sans amour et sans haine Mon cœur a tant de peine !
La vie humble aux travaux ennuyeux et faciles Est une œuvre de choix qui veut beaucoup d'amour.
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