Votre âme est un paysage choisi Que vont charmant masques et bergamasques […].
Non. Il fut gallican, ce siècle*, et janséniste !
Le ciel est, par-dessus le toit, Si bleu, si calme !
Ah, quand refleuriront les roses de septembre !
Sur votre jeune sein laissez rouler ma tête Toute sonore encor de vos derniers baisers ; Laissez-la s'apaiser de la bonne tempête, Et que je dorme un peu puisque vous reposez.
Les sanglots longs Des violons De l'automne Blessent mon cœur D'une langueur Monotone.
Non. Il fut gallican, ce siècle*, et janséniste !
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