by
Francis Jammes (1868 - 1938)
Ne me console pas
Language: French (Français)
Ne me console pas. Cela est inutile.
Si mes rêves qui étaient ma seule fortune
quittent mon seuil obscur où s'accroupit la brume :
je saurai me résoudre et saurai ne rien dire.
Un jour, tout simplement (ne me console pas !)
devant ma porte ensoleillée je m'étendrai.
On dira aux enfants qu'il faut parler plus bas.
Et, délaissé de ma tristesse, je mourrai.
Confirmed with Francis Jammes, Clairières dans le Ciel 1902-1906, Paris: Mercure de France, 1908, Page 112.
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Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by Michel Bosc (b. 1963), "Ne me console pas", <<2022 [ vocal duet for soprano and tenor with piano ] [sung text not yet checked]
- by Henri Collet (1885 - 1951), "Ne me console pas", 1909-1910, published 1920 [ medium voice and piano ], from Cinq Poèmes de Francis Jammes, no. 2, Paris, Éd. Maurice Senart [sung text not yet checked]
- by Albert Dupuis (1877 - 1967), "Ne me console pas", published 1921 [ high voice and piano ], from Douze mélodies, no. 11, Bruxelles (Brussels), Éd. J.B. Katto, Antoine Ysaye & Co. [sung text not yet checked]
- by André Jolivet (1905 - 1974), "Ne me console pas", 1928 [ voice and piano ], from Deux poésies de Francis Jammes, no. 1, confirmed with a CD booklet [sung text checked 1 time]
- by Darius Milhaud (1892 - 1974), "Ne me console pas", op. 1 (Poèmes de Francis Jammes), Heft 2 no. 16 (1910-1912) [ voice and piano ], lost [sung text not yet checked]
Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- ENG English (Grant Hicks) , "Do not console me", copyright © 2025, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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[Guest Editor] This text was added to the website: 2020-10-10
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Do not console me
Language: English after the French (Français)
Do not console me. There is no use.
If the dreams that were my only fortune
depart my dark threshold where the mist crouches,
I'll be able to reconcile myself and say nothing.
One day, quite simply (do not console me!)
I will lay myself out before my sunlit door.
Children will be told to speak more softly.
And, abandoned by my sadness, I will die.
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