{"id":119,"date":"2020-12-30T18:18:17","date_gmt":"2020-12-30T17:18:17","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/jeanpierre.pallarea.free.fr\/?page_id=119"},"modified":"2020-12-30T18:18:17","modified_gmt":"2020-12-30T17:18:17","slug":"la-vie-anterieure","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.pallarea.fr\/?page_id=119","title":{"rendered":"La vie ant\u00e9rieure"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<hr class=\"wp-block-separator\"\/>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>J&rsquo;ai longtemps habit\u00e9 sous de vastes portiques<\/strong>&nbsp;<br><strong>Que les soleils marins teignaient de mille feux,<\/strong>&nbsp;<br><strong>Et que leurs grands piliers, droits et majestueux,<\/strong>&nbsp;<br><strong>Rendaient pareils, le soir, aux grottes basaltiques.<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Les houles, en roulant les images des cieux,<\/strong>&nbsp;<br><strong>M\u00ealaient d&rsquo;une fa\u00e7on solennelle et mystique<\/strong>&nbsp;<br><strong>Les tout-puissants accords de leur riche musique<\/strong>&nbsp;<br><strong>Aux couleurs du couchant refl\u00e9t\u00e9 par mes yeux.<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>C&rsquo;est l\u00e0 que j&rsquo;ai v\u00e9cu dans les volupt\u00e9s calmes,<\/strong>&nbsp;<br><strong>Au milieu de l&rsquo;azur, des vagues, des splendeurs<\/strong>&nbsp;<br><strong>Et des esclaves nus, tout impr\u00e9gn\u00e9s d&rsquo;odeurs,<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Qui me rafra\u00eechissaient le front avec des palmes,<\/strong>\u00a0<br><strong>Et dont l&rsquo;unique soin \u00e9tait d&rsquo;approfondir<\/strong>\u00a0<br><strong>Le secret douloureux qui me faisait languir.<\/strong>\u00a0<br>\u00a0<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-right\"><strong><em>Charles Baudelaire (Les fleurs du mal)<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n<div class=\"fcbkbttn_buttons_block\" id=\"fcbkbttn_left\"><div class=\"fcbkbttn_like fcbkbttn_large_button\"><fb:like href=\"https:\/\/www.pallarea.fr\/?page_id=119\" action=\"like\" colorscheme=\"light\" layout=\"button\"  size=\"large\"><\/fb:like><\/div><div class=\"fb-share-button fcbkbttn_large_button \" data-href=\"https:\/\/www.pallarea.fr\/?page_id=119\" data-type=\"button\" data-size=\"large\"><\/div><\/div>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>J&rsquo;ai longtemps habit\u00e9 sous de vastes portiques&nbsp;Que les soleils marins teignaient de mille feux,&nbsp;Et que leurs grands piliers, droits et majestueux,&nbsp;Rendaient pareils, le soir, aux grottes basaltiques. Les houles, en roulant les images des cieux,&nbsp;M\u00ealaient d&rsquo;une fa\u00e7on solennelle et mystique&nbsp;Les tout-puissants accords de leur riche musique&nbsp;Aux couleurs du couchant refl\u00e9t\u00e9 par mes yeux. C&rsquo;est l\u00e0&hellip;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"parent":263,"menu_order":1857,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-119","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry"],"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pallarea.fr\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/119","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pallarea.fr\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pallarea.fr\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pallarea.fr\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pallarea.fr\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=119"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.pallarea.fr\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/119\/revisions"}],"up":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pallarea.fr\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/263"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pallarea.fr\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=119"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}