The Parents' Review

A Monthly Magazine of Home-Training and Culture

Edited by Charlotte Mason.

"Education is an atmosphere, a discipline, a life."
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L'art D'ÊTre Grand Père.

Par Victor Hugo
Volume 3, 1892/93, pgs. 710-713


(Cuttings From.)

"Veux-tu quelque autre chose? O Jeanne, on te la doit!
Parle, alors, Jeanne, au ciel leva son petit doigt.
Ça, dit-elle, C'était l'heure où le soir commence,
Je vís à l'horizon surgir la lune immense."

"Tout pardonner, c'est trop; tout donner, c'est beaucoup!
Eh bien, je donne tou t et je pardonne tout,
Au petits:"

"La prière est la porte et l'amour est la clef.
Louange à Dieu, toujours un enfant m'apaisa."

"Que voulez vous? L'enfant me tient en sa puissance;
Je finis par ne plus aimer que l'innocense;
Tous les homes sont cuivre et plomb, l'enfance est or."

"Le bercreau des enfants est le palais des songes;
Dieu se met à leur faire un tas de doux mensonges;
De la leur frais sourire et leur profonde paix.
Plus d'un dira plus tard:
Bon Dieu, tu me trompais.
Mais le bon Dieu répond dans la profondeur somber:
Non, ton rève est le ciel.
Je t'en ai donné l'ombre.
Mas ce ceil, tu l'auras. Attends l'autre berceau;
La tombe.
Ainsi je songe. O Printemps!
Chante, oiseau!"

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Google Translate:

"Do you want something else? O Jeanne, we owe it to you!
Speak, then, Jeanne, to the sky raised her little finger.
That, she said, was the hour when the evening begins,
I saw the immense moon rising on the horizon."

"To forgive everything is too much; to give everything is a lot!
Well, I give it all and I forgive it all,
To the little ones:"

"Prayer is the door and love is the key.
Praise be to God, always a child soothed me."

"What do you want? The child holds me in his power;
I end up loving only innocence;
All men are copper and lead, childhood is gold."

"The cradle of children is the palace of dreams;
God begins to tell them a bunch of sweet lies;
From their fresh smile and their deep peace.
More than one will say later:
Good God, you were cheating on me.
But the good Lord answers in the somber depth:
No, your dream is the sky.
I gave you the shadow.
But this eye, you will have it. Wait for the other cradle;
The fall.
So I think. O Spring!
Sing, bird!"



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