<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10517558</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:02:45.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Francais</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairedeseclairs.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10517558/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairedeseclairs.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11449357642650803673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10517558.post-111031582556943200</id><published>2005-03-08T13:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T13:03:45.573-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;Simon Goulart – Sonnet XC - Petits Remarques&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;Ce sonnet est construit dans une manière un peu différent que la plupart des autres sonnets qu’on a lu. Les rimes sont ABBA ABBA CDDC EE. Cette structure semble impliquer un change entre la première moitié du poème et la deuxième.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;Le poème est un œuvre qui s’opère sur un étage moral, contre la pêche. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10517558-111031582556943200?l=fairedeseclairs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairedeseclairs.blogspot.com/feeds/111031582556943200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10517558&amp;postID=111031582556943200' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10517558/posts/default/111031582556943200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10517558/posts/default/111031582556943200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairedeseclairs.blogspot.com/2005/03/simon-goulart-sonnet-xc-petits.html' title=''/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11449357642650803673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10517558.post-110928398917793681</id><published>2005-02-24T14:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T14:26:29.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>L’adieu</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Ce soir je me trouve là dans un éden de bois&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;Près d’un chêne qui me touche&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;et me donne de l’espoir&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;Il m’accueille dans ses branches, sourit quand il me voit&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;En train de t’embrasser, ma vieille mémoire.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;Les brillants anciens&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;nous entourent, nous rapprochent&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;Un ténèbre pleurant&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;parmi eux nous regard&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;Il remarque sévèrement&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;qu’on est venu si proche&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;A l’amour du ciel, mais Hélas ! C’est trop tard.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;Ils te jettent forcement vers l’océan, trop loin !&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;Et je vois ta descente à l’abîme bleu de l’air&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;C’est enfin déchiré, le lien qui nous joint.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;Ces cruels anciens qui m’ont niée ta chair,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;Au lieu m’offrant ta plaque qui je garde avec soin,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"  lang="FR" &gt;Ils me laissent à la sylve, où je rêve de la mer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10517558-110928398917793681?l=fairedeseclairs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairedeseclairs.blogspot.com/feeds/110928398917793681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10517558&amp;postID=110928398917793681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10517558/posts/default/110928398917793681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10517558/posts/default/110928398917793681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairedeseclairs.blogspot.com/2005/02/ladieu.html' title='L’adieu'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11449357642650803673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10517558.post-110741331326677329</id><published>2005-02-02T22:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T22:48:33.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>testing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10517558-110741331326677329?l=fairedeseclairs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairedeseclairs.blogspot.com/feeds/110741331326677329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10517558&amp;postID=110741331326677329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10517558/posts/default/110741331326677329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10517558/posts/default/110741331326677329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairedeseclairs.blogspot.com/2005/02/testing.html' title=''/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11449357642650803673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
