Fanfaronnade

Alphonse Daudet 1840 (Nîmes) – 1897 (Paris)



Je n’ai plus ni foi ni croyance !
Il n’est pas de fruit défendu
Que ma dent n’ait un peu mordu
Sur le vieil arbre de science :
Je n’ai plus ni foi ni croyance.

Mon cœur est vieux ; il a mûri
Dans la pensée et dans l’étude ;
Il n’est pas de vieille habitude
Dont je ne l’aie enfin guéri.
Mon cœur est vieux, il a mûri.

Les grands sentiments me font rire ;
Mais, comme c’est très bien porté,
J’en ai quelques uns de côté
Pour les jours où je veux écrire
Des vers de sentiment…pour rire.

Quand un ami me saute au cou,
Je porte la main à ma poche ;
Si c’est mon parent le plus proche,
J’ai toujours peur d’un mauvais coup,
Quand ce parent me saute au cou.

Veut-on savoir ce que je pense
De l’amour chaste et du devoir ?
Pour le premier…allez-y voir ;
Quant à l’autre, je me dispense
De vous dire ce que je pense

C’est moi qui me suis interdit
Toute croyance par système,
Et, voyez, je ne crois pas même
Un seul mot de ce que j’ai dit.
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Written on 1858

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Scheme AbbaA cbbcc cbbcc deedd accaa bffb
Closest metre Iambic pentameter
Characters 989
Words 205
Stanzas 6
Stanza Lengths 5, 5, 5, 5, 5, 4

Alphonse Daudet

Alphonse Daudet was a French novelist. His family, on both sides, belonged to the bourgeoisie. His father, Vincent Daudet, was a silk manufacturer — a man dogged through life by misfortune and failure. Alphonse, amid much truancy, had a depressing boyhood. In 1856 he left Lyon, where his schooldays had been mainly spent, and began his career as a schoolteacher at Alès, Gard, in the south of France. The position proved to be intolerable and Daudet said later that for months after leaving Alès he would wake with horror, thinking he was still among his unruly pupils. These experiences and others were reflected in his novel "Le Petit Chose". On 1 November 1857, he abandoned teaching and took refuge with his brother Ernest Daudet, only some three years his senior, who was trying, "and thereto soberly," to make a living as a journalist in Paris. Alphonse took to writing, and his poems were collected into a small volume, Les Amoureuses (1858), which met with a fair reception. He obtained employment on Le Figaro, then under Cartier de Villemessant's energetic editorship, wrote two or three plays, and began to be recognized in literary communities as possessing distinction and promise. Morny, Napoleon III's all-powerful minister, appointed him to be one of his secretaries — a post which he held till Morny's death in 1865. more…

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