Un sultan dintre aceia ce domnesc peste vro limb\u0103,
\nCe cu-a turmelor p\u0103\u015fune, a ei patrie \u015f-o schimb\u0103,
\nLa p\u0103m\u00e2nt dormea \u0163in\u00e2ndu-\u015fi c\u0103p\u0103t\u00e2i m\u00e2na cea dreapt\u0103;
\nDar\u0103 ochiu-nchis afar\u0103, \u00eenl\u0103untru se de\u015fteapt\u0103.
\nVede cum din ceruri luna lunec\u0103 \u015fi se coboar\u0103
\n\u015ei s-apropie de d\u00e2nsul preschimbat\u0103 \u00een fecioar\u0103.
\n\u00cenflorea c\u0103rarea ca de pasul bl\u00e2ndei prim\u0103veri;
\nOchii ei sunt plini de umbra t\u0103inuitelor dureri;
\nCodrii se \u00eenfioreaz\u0103 de at\u00e2ta frumuse\u0163e,
\nApele-ncre\u0163esc \u00een tremur str\u0103veziile lor fe\u0163e,
\nPulbere de diamante cade fin\u0103 ca o bur\u0103,
\nSc\u00e2nteind plutea prin aer \u015fi pe toate din natur\u0103
\n\u015ei prin m\u00e2ndra fermecare sun-o muzic\u0103 de \u015foapte,
\nIar pe ceruri se \u00eenal\u0163\u0103 curcubeele de noapte\u2026
\nEa, \u015fez\u00e2nd cu el al\u0103turi, m\u00e2na fin\u0103 i-o \u00eentinde,
\nP\u0103rul ei cel negru-n valuri de m\u0103tas\u0103 se desprinde:
\n\u2013 Las\u2019 s\u0103 leg a mea via\u0163\u0103 de a ta\u2026 \u00cen bra\u0163u-mi vino,
\n\u015ei durerea mea cea dulce cu durerea ta alin-o\u2026
\nScris \u00een cartea vie\u0163ii este \u015fi de veacuri \u015fi de stele
\nEu s\u0103 fiu a ta st\u0103p\u00e2n\u0103, tu st\u0103p\u00e2n vie\u0163ii mele.<\/p>\n
\u015ei cum o privea sultanul, ea se-ntunec\u0103\u2026 dispare;
\nIar din inima lui simte un copac cum c\u0103 r\u0103sare,
\nCare cre\u015fte \u00eentr-o clip\u0103 ca \u00een veacuri, mereu cre\u015fte,
\nCu-a lui ramuri peste lume, peste mare se l\u0103\u0163e\u015fte;
\nUmbra lui cea uria\u015f\u0103 orizontul \u00eel cuprinde
\n\u015ei sub d\u00e2nsul universul \u00eentr-o umbr\u0103 se \u00eentinde;
\nIar \u00een patru p\u0103r\u0163i a lumii vede \u015firuri mun\u0163ii mari,
\nAtlasul, Caucazul, Taurul \u015fi Balcanii seculari;
\nVede Eufratul \u015fi Tigris, Nilul, Dun\u0103rea b\u0103tr\u00e2n\u0103 \u2013
\nUmbra arborelui falnic peste toate e st\u0103p\u00e2n\u0103.
\nAstfel, Asia, Europa, Africa cu-a ei pustiuri
\n\u015ei cor\u0103biile negre leg\u0103n\u00e2ndu-se pe r\u00e2uri,
\nValurile verzi de gr\u00e2ie leg\u0103n\u00e2ndu-se pe lanuri,
\nM\u0103rile \u0163\u0103rmuitoare \u015fi cet\u0103\u0163i l\u00e2ng\u0103 limanuri,
\nToate se \u00eentind nainte-i\u2026 ca pe-un uria\u015f covor,
\nVede \u0163ar\u0103 l\u00e2ng\u0103 \u0163ar\u0103 \u015fi popor l\u00e2ng\u0103 popor \u2013
\nCa prin neguri alburie se strev\u0103d \u015fi se prefac
\n\u00cen \u00eentins\u0103-mp\u0103r\u0103\u0163ie sub o umbr\u0103 de copac.<\/p>\n
Vulturii porni\u0163i la ceruri p\u00e2n\u2019 la ramuri nu ajung;
\nDar un v\u00e2nt de biruin\u0163\u0103 se porne\u015fte \u00eendelung
\n\u015ei love\u015fte r\u00e2nduri, r\u00e2nduri \u00een frunzi\u015ful sun\u0103tor,
\nStrig\u0103te de-Allah! Allahu! se aud pe sus prin nori,
\nZgomotul cre\u015ftea ca marea turburat\u0103 \u015fi \u00eenalt\u0103,
\nUrlete de b\u0103t\u0103lie s-alungau dup\u0103olalt\u0103,
\n\u00cens\u0103 frunzele-ascu\u0163ite se \u00eendoaie dup\u0103 v\u00e2nt
\n\u015ei deasupra Romei nou\u0103 se \u00eenclin\u0103 la p\u0103m\u00e2nt.<\/p>\n
Se cutremur\u0103 sultanul\u2026 se de\u015fteapt\u0103\u2026 \u015fi pe cer
\nVede luna cum plute\u015fte peste plaiul Eschi\u015fer.
\n\u015ei prive\u015fte trist la casa \u015feihului Edebali;
\nDup\u0103 gratii de fereastr\u0103 o copil\u0103 el z\u0103ri
\nCe-i z\u00e2mbe\u015fte, ml\u0103dioas\u0103 ca o creang\u0103 de alun;
\nE a \u015feihului copil\u0103, e frumoasa Malcatun.
\nAtunci el pricepe visul c\u0103-i trimis de la profet,
\nC\u0103 pe-o clip\u0103 se-n\u0103l\u0163ase chiar \u00een rai la Mohamet,
\nC\u0103 din dragostea-i lumeasc\u0103 un imperiu se va na\u015fte,
\nAi c\u0103ruia ani \u015fi margini numai cerul le cunoa\u015fte.<\/p>\n
Visul s\u0103u se-nfiripeaz\u0103 \u015fi se-ntinde vulture\u015fte,
\nAn cu an \u00eemp\u0103r\u0103\u0163ia tot mai larg\u0103 se spore\u015fte,
\nIar\u0103 flamura cea verde se \u00eenal\u0163\u0103 an cu an,
\nNeam cu neam urm\u00e2ndu-i zborul \u015fi sultan dup\u0103 sultan.
\nAstfel \u0163ar\u0103 dup\u0103 \u0163ar\u0103 drum de glorie-i deschid\u2026
\nP\u00e2n-\u00een Dun\u0103re ajunge furtunosul Baiazid\u2026<\/p>\n
La un semn, un \u0163\u0103rm de altul, leg\u00e2nd vas de vas, se leag\u0103
\n\u015ei \u00een sunet de fanfare trece oastea lui \u00eentreag\u0103;
\nIeniceri, copii de suflet ai lui Allah \u015fi spahii
\nVin de-ntunec\u0103 p\u0103m\u00e2ntul la Rovine \u00een c\u00e2mpii;
\nR\u0103sp\u00e2ndindu-se \u00een roiuri, \u00eentind corturile mari\u2026
\nNuma-n zarea dep\u0103rtat\u0103 sun\u0103 codrul de stejari.<\/p>\n
Iat\u0103 vine-un sol de pace c-o n\u0103fram\u0103-n v\u00e2rf de b\u0103\u0163.
\nBaiazid, privind la d\u00e2nsul, \u00eel \u00eentreab\u0103 cu dispre\u0163:
\n\u2013 Ce vrei tu?
\n\u2013 Noi? Bun\u0103 pace! \u015ei de n-o fi cu b\u0103nat,
\nDomnul nostru-ar vrea s\u0103 vaz\u0103 pe m\u0103ritul \u00eemp\u0103rat.<\/p>\n
La un semn deschis\u0103-i calea \u015fi s-apropie de cort
\nUn b\u0103tr\u00e2n at\u00e2t de simplu, dup\u0103 vorb\u0103, dup\u0103 port.
\n\u2013 Tu e\u015fti Mircea?
\n\u2013 Da-mp\u0103rate!
\n\u2013 Am venit s\u0103 mi te-nchini,
\nDe nu, schimb a ta coroan\u0103 \u00eentr-o ramur\u0103 de spini.
\n\u2013 Orice g\u00e2nd ai, \u00eemp\u0103rate, \u015fi oricum vei fi sosit,
\nC\u00e2t suntem \u00eenc\u0103 pe pace, eu \u00ee\u0163i zic: Bine-ai venit!
\nDespre partea \u00eenchin\u0103rii \u00eens\u0103, Doamne, s\u0103 ne ier\u0163i;
\nDar acu vei vrea cu oaste \u015fi r\u0103zboi ca s\u0103 ne cer\u0163i,
\nOri vei vrea s\u0103 faci \u00eentoars\u0103 de pe-acuma a ta cale,
\nS\u0103 ne dai un semn \u015fi nou\u0103 de mila M\u0103riei tale\u2026
\nDe-o fi una, de-o fi alta\u2026 Ce e scris \u015fi pentru noi,
\nBucuro\u015fi le-om duce toate, de e pace, de-i r\u0103zboi.
\n\u2013 Cum? C\u00e2nd lumea mi-e deschis\u0103, a privi g\u00e2nde\u015fti c\u0103 pot
\nCa \u00eentreg Aliotmanul s\u0103 se-mpiedice de-un ciot?
\nO, tu nici visezi, b\u0103tr\u00e2ne, c\u00e2\u0163i \u00een cale mi s-au pus!
\nToat\u0103 floarea cea vestit\u0103 a \u00eentregului Apus,
\nTot ce st\u0103 \u00een umbra crucii, \u00eemp\u0103ra\u0163i \u015fi regi s-adun\u0103
\nS\u0103 dea piept cu uraganul ridicat de semilun\u0103.
\nS-a-mbr\u0103cat \u00een zale lucii cavalerii de la Malta,
\nPapa cu-a lui trei coroane, puse una peste alta,
\nFulgerele adunat-au contra fulgerului care
\n\u00cen turbarea-i furtunoas\u0103 a cuprins p\u0103m\u00e2nt \u015fi mare.
\nN-au avut dec\u00e2t cu ochiul ori cu m\u00e2na semn a face,
\n\u015ei Apusul \u00ee\u015fi \u00eempinse toate neamurile-ncoace;
\nPentru-a crucii biruin\u0163\u0103 se mi\u015fcar\u0103 r\u00e2uri-r\u00e2uri,
\nOri din codri r\u0103scolite, ori st\u00e2rnite din pustiuri;
\nZguduind din pace-ad\u00e2nc\u0103 ale lumii \u00eenceputuri,
\n\u00cennegrind tot orizontul cu-a lor zeci de mii de scuturi,
\nSe mi\u015fcau \u00eengrozitoare ca p\u0103duri de l\u0103nci \u015fi s\u0103bii,
\nTremura \u00eensp\u0103im\u00e2ntat\u0103 marea de-ale lor cor\u0103bii!\u2026
\nLa Nicopole v\u0103zut-ai c\u00e2te tabere s-au str\u00e2ns
\nCa s\u0103 steie \u00eenainte-mi ca \u015fi zidul ne\u00eenvins.
\nC\u00e2nd v\u0103zui a lor mul\u0163ime, c\u00e2t\u0103 frunz\u0103, c\u00e2t\u0103 iarb\u0103,
\nCu o ur\u0103 ne\u2019mp\u0103cat\u0103 mi-am \u015foptit atunci \u00een barb\u0103,
\nAm jurat ca peste d\u00e2n\u015fii s\u0103 trec falnic, f\u0103r\u0103 p\u0103s,
\nDin pristolul de la Roma s\u0103 dau calului ov\u0103s\u2026
\n\u015ei de crunta-mi vijelie tu te aperi c-un toiag?
\n\u015ei, purtat de biruin\u0163\u0103, s\u0103 m\u0103-mpiedec de-un mo\u015fneag?
\n\u2013 De-un mo\u015fneag, da, \u00eemp\u0103rate, c\u0103ci mo\u015fneagul ce prive\u015fti
\nNu e om de r\u00e2nd, el este domnul \u0162\u0103rii Rom\u00e2ne\u015fti.
\nEu nu \u0163i-a\u015f dori vrodat\u0103 s\u0103 ajungi s\u0103 ne cuno\u015fti,
\nNici ca Dun\u0103rea s\u0103-nece spumeg\u00e2nd a tale o\u015fti.
\nDup\u0103 vremuri mul\u0163i venir\u0103, \u00eencep\u00e2nd cu acel oaspe,
\nCe din vechi se pomene\u015fte, cu Dariu a lui Istaspe;
\nMul\u0163i durar\u0103, dup\u0103 vremuri, peste Dun\u0103re vrun pod,
\nDe-au trecut cu spaima lumii \u015fi mul\u0163ime de norod;
\n\u00cemp\u0103ra\u0163i pe care lumea nu putea s\u0103-i mai \u00eencap\u0103
\nAu venit \u015fi-n \u0163ara noastr\u0103 de-au cerut p\u0103m\u00e2nt \u015fi ap\u0103 \u2013
\n\u015ei nu voi ca s\u0103 m\u0103 laud, nici c\u0103 voi s\u0103 te-nsp\u0103im\u00e2nt,
\nCum venir\u0103, se f\u0103cur\u0103 to\u0163i o ap\u0103 \u015f-un p\u0103m\u00e2nt.
\nTe f\u0103le\u015fti c\u0103 \u00eenainte-\u0163i r\u0103sturnat-ai valv\u00e2rtej
\nO\u015ftile leite-n zale de-mp\u0103ra\u0163i \u015fi de viteji?
\nTu te lauzi c\u0103 Apusul \u00eenainte \u0163i s-a pus?\u2026
\nCe-i m\u00e2na pe ei \u00een lupt\u0103, ce-au voit acel Apus?
\nLaurii voiau s\u0103-i smulg\u0103 de pe funtea ta de fier,
\nA credin\u0163ei biruin\u0163\u0103 c\u0103ta orice cavaler.
\nEu? \u00cemi ap\u0103r s\u0103r\u0103cia \u015fi nevoile \u015fi neamul\u2026
\n\u015ei de-aceea tot ce mi\u015fc\u0103-n \u0163ara asta, r\u00e2ul, ramul,
\nMi-e prieten numai mie, iar\u0103 \u0163ie du\u015fman este,
\nDu\u015fm\u0103nit vei fi de toate, f\u0103r-a prinde chiar de veste;
\nN-avem o\u015fti, dar\u0103 iubirea de mo\u015fie e un zid
\nCare nu se-nfioreaz\u0103 de-a ta faim\u0103, Baiazid!<\/p>\n
\u015ei abia plec\u0103 b\u0103tr\u00e2nul\u2026 Ce mai fream\u0103t, ce mai zbucium!
\nCodrul clocoti de zgomot \u015fi de arme \u015fi de bucium,
\nIar la poala lui cea verde mii de capete pletoase,
\nMii de coifuri lucitoare ies din umbra-ntunecoas\u0103;
\nC\u0103l\u0103re\u0163ii umplu c\u00e2mpul \u015fi roiesc dup\u0103 un semn
\n\u015ei \u00een caii lor s\u0103lbatici bat cu sc\u0103rile de lemn,
\nPe copite iau \u00een fug\u0103 fa\u0163a negrului p\u0103m\u00e2nt,
\nL\u0103nci sc\u00e2nteie lungi \u00een soare, arcuri se \u00eentind \u00een v\u00e2nt,
\n\u015ei ca nouri de aram\u0103 \u015fi ca ropotul de grindeni,
\nOrizontu-ntunec\u00e2ndu-l, vin s\u0103ge\u0163i de pretutindeni,
\nV\u00e2j\u00e2ind ca vijelia \u015fi ca plesnetul de ploaie\u2026
\nUrl\u0103 c\u00e2mpul \u015fi de tropot \u015fi de strig\u0103t de b\u0103taie.
\n\u00cen zadar striga-mp\u0103ratul ca \u015fi leul \u00een turbare,
\nUmbra mor\u0163ii se \u00eentinde tot mai mare \u015fi mai mare;
\n\u00cen zadar flamura verde o ridic\u0103 \u00eenspre oaste,
\nC\u0103ci cuprins\u0103-i de pieire \u015fi \u00een fa\u0163\u0103 \u015fi \u00een coaste,
\nC\u0103ci se clatin\u0103 r\u0103rite \u015firuri lungi de b\u0103t\u0103lie;
\nCad asabii ca \u015fi p\u00e2lcuri risipite pe c\u00e2mpie,
\n\u00cen genunchi c\u0103deau pedestri, colo caii se r\u0103stoarn\u0103,
\nC\u00e2nd s\u0103ge\u0163ile \u00een valuri, care \u015fuier\u0103, se toarn\u0103
\n\u015ei, lovind \u00een fa\u0163\u0103,-n spate, ca \u015fi criv\u0103\u0163ul \u015fi gerul,
\nPe p\u0103m\u00e2nt lor li se pare c\u0103 se n\u0103ruie tot cerul\u2026
\nMircea \u00eensu\u015fi m\u00e2n\u0103-n lupt\u0103 vijelia-ngrozitoare,
\nCare vine, vine, vine, calc\u0103 totul \u00een picioare;
\nDurduind soseau c\u0103l\u0103rii ca un zid \u00eenalt de suli\u0163i,
\nPrintre cetele p\u0103g\u00e2ne trec rup\u00e2ndu-\u015fi large uli\u0163i;
\nRisipite se-mpr\u0103\u015ftie a du\u015fmanilor \u015firaguri,
\n\u015ei gonind biruitoare tot veneau a \u0163\u0103rii steaguri,
\nCa potop ce pr\u0103p\u0103de\u015fte, ca o mare turburat\u0103 \u2013
\nPeste-un ceas p\u0103g\u00e2n\u0103tatea e ca pleava v\u00e2nturat\u0103.
\nAcea grindin-o\u0163elit\u0103 \u00eenspre Dun\u0103re o m\u00e2n\u0103,
\nIar \u00een urma lor se-ntinde falnic armia rom\u00e2n\u0103.<\/p>\n
Pe c\u00e2nd oastea se a\u015feaz\u0103, iat\u0103 soarele apune,
\nVoind cre\u015ftetele nalte ale \u0163\u0103rii s\u0103-ncunune
\nCu un nimb de biruin\u0163\u0103; fulger lung \u00eencremenit
\nM\u0103rgine\u015fte mun\u0163ii negri \u00een \u00eentregul asfin\u0163it,
\nP\u00e2n\u2019 ce izvor\u0103sc din veacuri stele una c\u00e2te una
\n\u015ei din neguri, dintre codri, tremur\u00e2nd s-arat\u0103 luna:
\nDoamna m\u0103rilor \u015f-a nop\u0163ii vars\u0103 lini\u015fte \u015fi somn.
\nL\u00e2ng\u0103 cortu-i, unul dintre fiii falnicului domn
\nSta z\u00e2mbind de-o amintire, pe genunchi scriind o carte,
\nS-o trimi\u0163\u0103 dragei sale, de la Arge\u015f mai departe:
\n\u201eDe din vale de Rovine
\nGr\u0103im, Doamn\u0103, c\u0103tre Tine,
\nNu din gur\u0103, ci din carte,
\nC\u0103 ne e\u015fti a\u015fa departe.
\nTe-am ruga, m\u0103ri, ruga
\nS\u0103-mi trimi\u0163i prin cineva
\nCe-i mai m\u00e2ndru-n valea Ta:
\nCodrul cu poienele,
\nOchii cu spr\u00e2ncenele;
\nC\u0103 \u015fi eu trimite-voi
\nCe-i mai m\u00e2ndru pe la noi:
\nOastea mea cu flamurile,
\nCodrul \u015fi cu ramurile,
\nCoiful nalt cu penele,
\nOchii cu spr\u00e2ncenele.
\n\u015ei s\u0103 \u015ftii c\u0103-s s\u0103n\u0103tos,
\nC\u0103, mul\u0163\u0103mind lui Cristos,
\nTe s\u0103rut, Doamn\u0103, frumos.\u201d<\/p>\n
De-a\u015fa vremi se-nvrednicir\u0103 cronicarii \u015fi rapsozii;
\nVeacul nostru ni-l umplur\u0103 saltimbancii \u015fi irozii\u2026
\n\u00cen izvoadele b\u0103tr\u00e2ne pe eroi mai pot s\u0103 caut;
\nAu cu lira vis\u0103toare ori cu sunete de flaut
\nPo\u0163i s\u0103-nt\u00e2mpini patrio\u0163ii ce-au venit de-atunci \u00eencolo?
\n\u00cenaintea acestora tu ascunde-te, Apollo!
\nO, eroi! care-n trecutul de m\u0103riri v\u0103 adumbrise\u0163i,
\nA\u0163i ajuns acum de mod\u0103 de v\u0103 scot din letopise\u0163,
\n\u015ei cu voi drap\u00e2ndu-\u015fi nula, v\u0103 citeaz\u0103 to\u0163i nerozii,
\nMestec\u00e2nd veacul de aur \u00een noroiul greu al prozii.
\nR\u0103m\u00e2ne\u0163i \u00een umbr\u0103 sf\u00e2nt\u0103, Basarabi \u015fi voi Mu\u015fatini,
\nDesc\u0103lec\u0103tori de \u0163ar\u0103, d\u0103t\u0103tori de legi \u015fi datini,
\nCe cu plugul \u015fi cu spada a\u0163i \u00eentins mo\u015fia voastr\u0103
\nDe la munte p\u00e2n\u2019 la mare \u015fi la Dun\u0103rea albastr\u0103.<\/p>\n
Au prezentul nu ni-i mare? N-o s\u0103-mi dea ce o s\u0103 cer?
\nN-o s\u0103 aflu \u00eentr-ai no\u015ftri vre un falnic juvaer?
\nAu la Sybaris nu suntem l\u00e2ng\u0103 capi\u015ftea spoielii?
\nNu se nasc glorii pe strad\u0103 \u015fi la u\u015fa cafenelii,
\nN-avem oameni ce se lupt\u0103 cu retoricele suli\u0163i
\n\u00cen aplauzele grele a canaliei de uli\u0163i,
\nPanglicari \u00een ale \u0163\u0103rii, care joac\u0103 ca pe funii,
\nM\u0103\u015fti cu toate de renume din comedia minciunii?
\nAu de patrie, virtute, nu vorbe\u015fte liberalul,
\nDe ai crede c\u0103 via\u0163a-i e curat\u0103 ca cristalul?
\nNici visezi c\u0103 \u00eenainte-\u0163i st\u0103 un st\u00e2lp de cafenele,
\nCe \u00ee\u015fi r\u00e2de de-aste vorbe \u00eeng\u00e2n\u00e2ndu-le pe ele.
\nVezi colo pe uriciunea f\u0103r\u0103 suflet, f\u0103r\u0103 cuget,
\nCu privirea-mp\u0103ro\u015fat\u0103 \u015fi la f\u0103lci umflat \u015fi buget,
\nNegru, coco\u015fat \u015fi lacom, un izvor de \u015firetlicuri,
\nLa tovar\u0103\u015fii s\u0103i spune veninoasele-i nimicuri;
\nTo\u0163i pe buze-av\u00e2nd virtute, iar \u00een ei moned\u0103 calp\u0103,
\nChintesen\u0163\u0103 de mizerii de la cre\u015ftet p\u00e2n\u0103-n talp\u0103.
\n\u015ei deasupra tuturora, oastea s\u0103 \u015fi-o recunoasc\u0103,
\n\u00ce\u015fi arunc\u0103 pocitura bulbuca\u0163ii ochi de broasc\u0103\u2026
\nDintr-ace\u015ftia \u0163ara noastr\u0103 \u00ee\u015fi alege ast\u0103zi solii!
\nOameni vrednici ca s\u0103 \u015faz\u0103 \u00een zidirea sfintei Golii,
\n\u00cen c\u0103me\u015fi cu m\u00e2neci lunge \u015fi pe capete scufie,
\nNe fac legi \u015fi ne pun biruri, ne vorbesc filosofie.
\nPatrio\u0163ii! Virtuo\u015fii, ctitori de a\u015fez\u0103minte,
\nUnde spumeg\u0103 desfr\u00e2ul \u00een mi\u015fc\u0103ri \u015fi \u00een cuvinte,
\nCu evlavie de vulpe, ca \u00een strane, \u015fed pe locuri
\n\u015ei aplaud\u0103 frenetic schime, c\u00e2ntece \u015fi jocuri\u2026
\n\u015ei apoi \u00een sfatul \u0163\u0103rii se adun s\u0103 se admire
\nBulg\u0103roi cu ceafa groas\u0103, grecotei cu nas sub\u0163ire;
\nToate mutrele acestea sunt pretinse de roman,
\nToat\u0103 greco-bulg\u0103rimea e nepoata lui Traian!
\nSpuma asta-nveninat\u0103, ast\u0103 plebe, \u0103st gunoi
\nS\u0103 ajung-a fi st\u0103p\u00e2n\u0103 \u015fi pe \u0163ar\u0103 \u015fi pe noi!
\nTot ce-n \u0163\u0103rile vecine e smintit \u015fi st\u00e2rpitur\u0103,
\nTot ce-i \u00eensemnat cu pata putrejunii de natur\u0103,
\nTot ce e perfid \u015fi lacom, tot Fanarul, to\u0163i ilo\u0163ii,
\nTo\u0163i se scurser\u0103 aicea \u015fi formeaz\u0103 patrio\u0163ii,
\n\u00cenc\u00e2t fonfii \u015fi flecarii, g\u0103g\u0103u\u0163ii \u015fi gu\u015fa\u0163ii,
\nB\u00e2lb\u00e2i\u0163i cu gura str\u00e2mb\u0103 sunt st\u0103p\u00e2nii astei na\u0163ii!<\/p>\n
Voi sunte\u0163i urma\u015fii Romei? Ni\u015fte r\u0103i \u015fi ni\u015fte fameni!
\nI-e ru\u015fine omenirii s\u0103 v\u0103 zic\u0103 vou\u0103 oameni!
\n\u015ei aceast\u0103 cium\u0103-n lume \u015fi aceste creaturi
\nNici ru\u015fine n-au s\u0103 ieie \u00een smintitele lor guri
\nGloria neamului nostru spre-a o face de ocar\u0103,
\n\u00cendr\u0103znesc ca s\u0103 rosteasc\u0103 p\u00e2n\u2019 \u015fi numele t\u0103u\u2026 \u0163ar\u0103!<\/p>\n
La Paris, \u00een lupanare de cinismu \u015fi de lene,
\nCu femeile-i pierdute \u015fi-n orgiile-i obscene,
\nAcolo v-a\u0163i pus averea, tinere\u0163ele la stos\u2026
\nCe a scos din voi Apusul, c\u00e2nd nimic nu e de scos?<\/p>\n
Ne-a\u0163i venit apoi, drept minte o sticlu\u0163\u0103 de pomad\u0103,
\nCu monoclu-n ochi, drept arm\u0103 be\u0163i\u015for de promenad\u0103,
\nVesteji\u0163i f\u0103r\u0103 de vreme, dar cu creieri de copil,
\nDrept \u015ftiin\u0163-av\u00e2nd \u00een minte vre un vals de Bal-Mabil,
\nIar \u00een schimb cu-averea toat\u0103 vrun papuc de curtezan\u0103\u2026
\nO, te-admir, progenitur\u0103 de origine roman\u0103!<\/p>\n
\u015ei acum privi\u0163i cu spaim\u0103 fa\u0163a noastr\u0103 sceptic-rece,
\nV\u0103 mira\u0163i cum de minciuna ast\u0103zi nu vi se mai trece?
\nC\u00e2nd vedem c\u0103 to\u0163i aceia care vorbe mari arunc\u0103
\nNumai banul \u00eel v\u00e2neaz\u0103 \u015fi c\u00e2\u015ftigul f\u0103r\u0103 munc\u0103,
\nAzi, c\u00e2nd fraza lustruit\u0103 nu ne poate \u00een\u015fela,
\nAst\u0103zi al\u0163ii sunt de vin\u0103, domnii mei, nu este-a\u015fa?
\nPrea v-a\u0163i at\u0103tat arama sf\u00e2\u015fiind aceast\u0103 \u0163ar\u0103,
\nPrea f\u0103cur\u0103\u0163i neamul nostru de ru\u015fine \u015fi ocar\u0103,
\nPrea v-a\u0163i b\u0103tut joc de limb\u0103, de str\u0103buni \u015fi obicei,
\nCa s\u0103 nu s-arate-odat\u0103 ce sunte\u0163i \u2013 ni\u015fte mi\u015fei!
\nDa, c\u00e2\u015ftigul f\u0103r\u0103 munc\u0103, iat\u0103 singura pornire;
\nVirtutea? e-o nerozie; Geniul? o nefericire.<\/p>\n
Dar l\u0103sa\u0163i m\u0103car str\u0103mo\u015fii ca s\u0103 doarm\u0103-n colb de cronici;
\nDin trecutul de m\u0103rire v-ar privi cel mult ironici.
\nCum nu vii tu, \u0162epe\u015f doamne, ca pun\u00e2nd m\u00e2na pe ei,
\nS\u0103-i \u00eempar\u0163i \u00een dou\u0103 cete: \u00een sminti\u0163i \u015fi \u00een mi\u015fei,
\n\u015ei \u00een dou\u0103 temni\u0163i large cu de-a sila s\u0103-i aduni,
\nS\u0103 dai foc la pu\u015fc\u0103rie \u015fi la casa de nebuni!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Un sultan dintre aceia ce domnesc peste vro limb\u0103, Ce cu-a turmelor p\u0103\u015fune, a ei patrie \u015f-o schimb\u0103, La p\u0103m\u00e2nt dormea \u0163in\u00e2ndu-\u015fi c\u0103p\u0103t\u00e2i m\u00e2na cea dreapt\u0103; Dar\u0103 ochiu-nchis afar\u0103, \u00eenl\u0103untru se de\u015fteapt\u0103. Vede cum din ceruri luna lunec\u0103 \u015fi se coboar\u0103 \u015ei s-apropie de d\u00e2nsul preschimbat\u0103 \u00een fecioar\u0103. \u00cenflorea c\u0103rarea ca de pasul bl\u00e2ndei prim\u0103veri; […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[2],"tags":[4],"class_list":["post-200","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-mihai-eminescu","tag-mihai-eminescu-poiezie"],"yoast_head":"\n