{"id":1795,"date":"2011-03-13T00:00:00","date_gmt":"1970-01-01T00:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/lireouimaisquoi.over-blog.com\/article-where-s-the-poet-69207461-comments.html"},"modified":"2014-08-27T23:19:40","modified_gmt":"2014-08-27T22:19:40","slug":"where-s-the-poet","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/chezyueyin.org\/blog\/where-s-the-poet\/","title":{"rendered":"Where’s the poet"},"content":{"rendered":"

Where’s the Poet ? show him! show him,<\/span> <\/p>\n

Muses nine ! that I may know him.<\/span> <\/p>\n

‘Tis the man who with a man<\/span> <\/p>\n

Is an equal, be he King,<\/span> <\/p>\n

Or poorest of the beggar-clan<\/span> <\/p>\n

Or any other wonderous thing<\/span> <\/p>\n

A man may be ‘twixt ape and Plato;<\/span> <\/p>\n

‘Tis the man who with a bird,<\/span> <\/p>\n

Wren or Eagle, finds his way to<\/span> <\/p>\n

All its instincts; he hath heard<\/span> <\/p>\n

The Lion’s roaring, and can tell<\/span> <\/p>\n

What his horny throat expresseth,<\/span> <\/p>\n

And to him the Tiger’s yell<\/span> <\/p>\n

Come articulate and presseth<\/span> <\/p>\n

On his ear like mother-tongue.<\/span> <\/p>\n

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John Keats (1795-1821)<\/span><\/em> <\/p>\n

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Merci<\/span> Isil<\/a><\/span>
<\/span><\/em> <\/p>\n

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Comme d’habitude (serait-ce une mal\u00e9diction) la traduction (ici de Paul Gallimard – je n’ai pas trouv\u00e9 la date) ne me satisfait pas vraiment, elle manque de simplicit\u00e9 et donc (\u00e0 mon go\u00fbt) de puissance mais pour autant…<\/span> <\/p>\n

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O\u00f9 est le po\u00e8te ? montrez-le ! montrez-le,<\/span> <\/p>\n

Vous les neuf muses ! que je puisse le reconna\u00eetre<\/span> <\/p>\n

C\u2019est l\u2019homme qui en face d\u2019un homme<\/span> <\/p>\n

Est toujours un \u00e9gal, fut-il un roi,<\/span> <\/p>\n

Qu\u2019il soit le plus pauvre de la tribu des mendiants<\/span> <\/p>\n

Ou n\u2019importe quelle autre chose \u00e9tonnante<\/span> <\/p>\n

Que puisse \u00eatre un homme entre un singe et Platon ;<\/span> <\/p>\n

C\u2019est l\u2019homme qui devant un oiseau,<\/span> <\/p>\n

Roitelet ou aigle, trouve le chemin<\/span> <\/p>\n

De tous ses instincts ; il a entendu<\/span> <\/p>\n

Le rugissement du lion, et peut dire<\/span> <\/p>\n

Ce qu\u2019exprime sa gorge rugueuse<\/span> <\/p>\n

Et pour lui le hurlement du tigre<\/span> <\/p>\n

A une signification et frappe<\/span> <\/p>\n

Son oreille comme une langue maternelle<\/span> <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Where’s the Poet ? show him! show him, Muses nine ! that I may know him. ‘Tis the man who with a man Is an equal, be he King, Or poorest of the beggar-clan Or any other wonderous thing A … Continuer la lecture →<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_s2mail":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[19],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1795","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-pomes"],"yoast_head":"\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n