Rate this poem:(0.00 / 0 votes)

A Jeanne

Victor Marie Hugo 1802 (Besançon) – 1885 (Paris)



Je suis triste ; le sort est dur ; tout meurt, tout passe ;
Les êtres innocents marchent dans de la nuit ;
Tu n'en sais rien ; tu ris d'écouter dans l'espace
Ce qui chante et de voir ce qui s'épanouit ;

Toi, tu ne connais pas le destin ; tu chuchotes
On ne sait quoi devant l'Ignoré ; tu souris
Devant l'effarement des sombres don Quichottes
Et devant la sueur des pâles Jésus-Christs.

Tu ne sais pas pourquoi je songe, pourquoi tombe
Kesler à Guernesey, Ribeyrolle au Brésil ;
Jeanne, tu ne sais pas ce que c'est que la tombe,
Jeanne, tu ne sais pas ce que c'est que l'exil.

Certes, si je pensais que j'assombris ton âme,
Je ne te dirais point toutes ces choses-là ;
Mais, vois-tu, bien qu'avril dore à sa pure flamme
Ton front, que Dieu pour moi tout exprès étoila,

Quoique le ciel ait l'aube et mon coeur ton sourire,
Jeanne, la vie est morne, et l'on gémit parfois ;
Puisque tu n'as qu'un an, je puis bien tout te dire,
Tu comprends seulement la douceur de ma voix.

Font size:
 

Submitted on May 13, 2011

57 sec read
91 Views

Victor Marie Hugo

Victor Marie Hugo was a French poet, novelist, and dramatist of the Romantic movement. He is considered one of the greatest and best known French writers. In France, Hugo's literary fame comes first from his poetry but also rests upon his novels and his dramatic achievements. Among many volumes of poetry, Les Contemplations and La Légende des siècles stand particularly high in critical esteem. Outside France, his best-known works are the novels Les Misérables, 1862, and Notre-Dame de Paris, 1831. Though a committed royalist when he was young, Hugo's views changed as the decades passed; he became a passionate supporter of republicanism, and his work touches upon most of the political and social issues and artistic trends of his time. He was buried in the Panthéon. more…

All Victor Marie Hugo poems | Victor Marie Hugo Books

FAVORITE (2 fans)

Discuss this Victor Marie Hugo poem with the community:

0 Comments

    Translation

    Find a translation for this poem in other languages:

    Select another language:

    • - Select -
    • 简体中文 (Chinese - Simplified)
    • 繁體中文 (Chinese - Traditional)
    • Español (Spanish)
    • Esperanto (Esperanto)
    • 日本語 (Japanese)
    • Português (Portuguese)
    • Deutsch (German)
    • العربية (Arabic)
    • Français (French)
    • Русский (Russian)
    • ಕನ್ನಡ (Kannada)
    • 한국어 (Korean)
    • עברית (Hebrew)
    • Gaeilge (Irish)
    • Українська (Ukrainian)
    • اردو (Urdu)
    • Magyar (Hungarian)
    • मानक हिन्दी (Hindi)
    • Indonesia (Indonesian)
    • Italiano (Italian)
    • தமிழ் (Tamil)
    • Türkçe (Turkish)
    • తెలుగు (Telugu)
    • ภาษาไทย (Thai)
    • Tiếng Việt (Vietnamese)
    • Čeština (Czech)
    • Polski (Polish)
    • Bahasa Indonesia (Indonesian)
    • Românește (Romanian)
    • Nederlands (Dutch)
    • Ελληνικά (Greek)
    • Latinum (Latin)
    • Svenska (Swedish)
    • Dansk (Danish)
    • Suomi (Finnish)
    • فارسی (Persian)
    • ייִדיש (Yiddish)
    • հայերեն (Armenian)
    • Norsk (Norwegian)
    • English (English)

    Citation

    Use the citation below to add this poem to your bibliography:

    Style:MLAChicagoAPA

    "A Jeanne" Poetry.com. STANDS4 LLC, 2021. Web. 21 Oct. 2021. <https://www.poetry.com/poem/37567/a-jeanne>.

    Become a member!

    Join our community of poets and poetry lovers to share your work and offer feedback and encouragement to writers all over the world!

    Browse Poetry.com

    Quiz

    Are you a poetry master?

    »
    A poem in which the first letters of each line spell a word is called _______.
    • A. an acrostic
    • B. an ode
    • C. a sestina
    • D. a haiku

    Our favorite collection of

    Famous Poets

    »