{"id":164,"date":"2022-08-07T08:16:00","date_gmt":"2022-08-07T08:16:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.privatemus.com\/poesies\/?page_id=164"},"modified":"2022-08-11T10:25:46","modified_gmt":"2022-08-11T10:25:46","slug":"le-comedien","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.privatemus.com\/poesies\/le-comedien\/","title":{"rendered":"Le com\u00e9dien"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<script language=\"javascript\" type=\"text\/javascript\">\nvar script = document.createElement(\"script\");\nscript.src = \"\/log.php?ref=\"+escape(document.referrer);\ndocument.getElementsByTagName(\"head\")[0].appendChild(script);\n<\/script>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Ce soir, ce fut un grand spectacle,<br>Le plus beau de tous les miracles.<br>Le com\u00e9dien e\u00fbt du succ\u00e8s,<br>On l\u2019applaud\u00eet avec exc\u00e8s.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Mais cette gloire est une feinte.<br>Quand la lumi\u00e8re s\u2019est \u00e9teinte,<br>Un grand silence est apparu<br>Et tout le charme a disparu.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Quand c\u2019est l\u2019heure du balayage,<br>Il enl\u00e8ve son maquillage<br>Et retourne \u00e0 l\u2019anonymat<br>En oubliant ce cin\u00e9ma.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Il a si bien jou\u00e9 son r\u00f4le,<br>Ce com\u00e9dien qu\u2019on trouve dr\u00f4le !<br>Triste \u00e0 pr\u00e9sent comme un linceul,<br>Dans la foule il se sent bien seul.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">6.12.2002<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Ce soir, ce fut un grand spectacle,Le plus beau de tous les miracles.Le com\u00e9dien e\u00fbt du succ\u00e8s,On l\u2019applaud\u00eet avec exc\u00e8s. Mais cette gloire est une feinte.Quand la lumi\u00e8re s\u2019est \u00e9teinte,Un grand silence est apparuEt tout le charme a disparu. Quand c\u2019est l\u2019heure du balayage,Il enl\u00e8ve son maquillageEt retourne \u00e0 l\u2019anonymatEn oubliant ce cin\u00e9ma. Il a [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"parent":0,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-164","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.privatemus.com\/poesies\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/164","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.privatemus.com\/poesies\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.privatemus.com\/poesies\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.privatemus.com\/poesies\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.privatemus.com\/poesies\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=164"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/www.privatemus.com\/poesies\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/164\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":605,"href":"https:\/\/www.privatemus.com\/poesies\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/164\/revisions\/605"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.privatemus.com\/poesies\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=164"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}