{"id":1534,"date":"2010-09-10T01:37:44","date_gmt":"2010-09-10T01:37:44","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/blogs.transparent.com\/french\/?p=1534"},"modified":"2017-10-18T13:29:45","modified_gmt":"2017-10-18T11:29:45","slug":"demain-des-laube-la-fille-de-victor-hugo-victor-hugos-daughter","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blogs.transparent.com\/french\/demain-des-laube-la-fille-de-victor-hugo-victor-hugos-daughter\/","title":{"rendered":"“Demain, d\u00e8s l’aube”—La fille de Victor Hugo (Victor Hugo’s daughter)"},"content":{"rendered":"
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After\u00a0the\u00a0post where we introduced\u00a0Charles Baudelaire’s “Les<\/em> Fleurs du Mal<\/em>” (“The Flowers of Evil”)<\/strong><\/a>, today we discover yet another poem, but this time from another grande\u00a0figure<\/em> of the French literature. It is le seul, l’unique<\/em>\u00a0(the one and\u00a0only) Victor Hugo<\/strong>.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

Though mostly\u00a0acclaimed outside of\u00a0France\u00a0for his roman <\/em>(novel) “Les Mis\u00e9rables<\/strong>” <\/em>and its celebrated\u00a0h\u00e9ro<\/em> Jean Valjean<\/strong>,\u00a0Victor Hugo remains nevertheless\u00a0as one of the most distinguished French poets of all times, his works capturing d’une fa\u00e7on unique<\/em> (in a unique fashion) the\u00a0\u00a0“zeitgeist<\/em>“, l’esprit du temps <\/em>(the spirit of the era)\u00a0<\/em>of the France in which he lived.<\/p>\n

http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=WcPAnUw8xvk<\/a><\/em>
\nAmong his major poetic oeuvres <\/em>(works)\u00a0<\/strong>stands “Demain, d\u00e8s l’aube<\/em><\/strong>” (“Tomorrow,\u00a0starting at\u00a0dawn”), a short yet powerful\u00a0product of literature\u00a0dedicated to his daughter L\u00e9opoldine<\/strong>,\u00a0whose loss in a tragic boat accident\u00a0was the source of immense\u00a0tristesse <\/em>(grief)\u00a0throughout Hugo’s life.<\/p>\n

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Demain, d\u00e8s l’aube, \u00e0 l’heure o\u00f9 blanchit la campagne,
\nJe partirai. Vois-tu, je sais que tu m’attends.
\nJ’irai par la for\u00eat, j’irai par la montagne.
\nJe ne puis demeurer loin de toi plus longtemps.
\nJe marcherai les yeux fix\u00e9s sur mes pens\u00e9es,
\nSans rien voir au dehors, sans entendre aucun bruit,
\nSeul, inconnu, le dos courb\u00e9, les mains crois\u00e9es,
\nTriste, et le jour pour moi sera comme la nuit.
\nJe ne regarderai ni l’or du soir qui tombe,
\nNi les voiles au loin descendant vers Harfleur,
\nEt quand j’arriverai, je mettrai sur ta tombe
\nUn bouquet de houx vert et de bruy\u00e8re en fleur.<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n		Tomorrow, starting at dawn, at the hour the land turns pale,
\nI will leave. You see, I know you are waiting for me.
\nI will go through the forest, I will go over the mountain.
\nI cannot stay far from you any longer.
\nI will walk with my eyes fixed on my thoughts,
\nseeing nothing else, hearing no noise,
\nalone, unknown, my back bent, my hands crossed,
\nsad, and the day for me will be like night.
\nI will not see the gold of the evening falling,
\nnor the sails in the distance going down toward Harfleur,
\nand when I arrive, I will lay on your tomb
\na bouquet of green holly and of heather in bloom.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

After\u00a0the\u00a0post where we introduced\u00a0Charles Baudelaire’s “Les Fleurs du Mal” (“The Flowers of Evil”), today we discover yet another poem, but this time from another grande\u00a0figure of the French literature. It is le seul, l’unique\u00a0(the one and\u00a0only) Victor Hugo. Though mostly\u00a0acclaimed outside of\u00a0France\u00a0for his roman (novel) “Les Mis\u00e9rables” and its celebrated\u00a0h\u00e9ro Jean Valjean,\u00a0Victor Hugo remains nevertheless\u00a0as…<\/p>\n

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