Gazel<\/p>\n
Toamna frunzele colind\u0103,
\nSun-un grier sub o grind\u0103,
\nV\u00e2ntul jalnic bate-n geamuri
\nCu o m\u00e2n\u0103 tremur\u00e2nd\u0103,
\nIar\u0103 tu la gura sobei
\nStai ca somnul s\u0103 te prind\u0103.
\nCe tresari din vis deodat\u0103?
\nTu auzi p\u0103\u015find \u00een tind\u0103 \u2013
\nE iubitul care vine
\nDe mijloc s\u0103 te cuprind\u0103
\n\u015ei \u00een fa\u0163a ta frumoas\u0103
\nO s\u0103 \u0163ie o oglind\u0103,
\nS\u0103 te vezi pe tine \u00eens\u0103\u0163i
\nVis\u0103toare, sur\u00e2z\u00e2nd\u0103.<\/p>\n
I<\/p>\n
Pe un deal r\u0103sare luna, ca o vatr\u0103 de j\u0103ratic,
\nRumenind str\u0103vechii codri \u015fi castelul singuratic
\n\u015e-ale r\u00e2urilor ape, ce sclipesc fugind \u00een ropot \u2013
\nDe departe-n v\u0103i coboar\u0103 t\u00e2nguiosul glas de clopot;
\nPe deasupra de pr\u0103p\u0103stii sunt zidiri de cet\u0103\u0163uie,
\nAc\u0103\u0163at de pietre sure un voinic cu greu le suie;
\nA\u015fez\u00e2nd genunchi \u015fi m\u00e2n\u0103 c\u00e2nd pe-un col\u0163, c\u00e2nd pe alt col\u0163,
\nAu ajuns s\u0103 rup\u0103 gratii ruginite-a unei bol\u0163i
\n\u015ei pe-a degetelor v\u00e2rfuri \u00een ietacul t\u0103inuit
\nIntr\u0103 \u2013 unde zidul negru \u00eentr-un arc a-ncremenit.
\nCi prin flori \u00eentre\u0163esute, printre gratii luna moale
\nSfiicioas\u0103 \u015fi smerit\u0103 \u015fi-au v\u0103rsat razele sale;
\nUnde-ajung par v\u0103ruite zid, podele, ca de crid\u0103,
\nPe-unde nu \u2013 p\u0103rea c\u0103 umbra cu c\u0103rbune-i zugr\u0103vit\u0103.
\nIar de sus p\u00e2n-\u00een podele un painjen prins de vraj\u0103
\nA \u0163esut sub\u0163ire p\u00e2nz\u0103 str\u0103vezie ca o mreaj\u0103;
\nTremur\u00e2nd ea licure\u015fte \u015fi se pare a se rumpe,
\n\u00cenc\u0103rcat\u0103 de o bur\u0103, de un colb de pietre scumpe.
\nDup\u0103 p\u00e2nza de painjen doarme fata de-mp\u0103rat;
\n\u00cenecat\u0103 de lumin\u0103 e \u00eentins\u0103 \u00een crivat.
\nAl ei chip se zugr\u0103ve\u015fte plin \u015fi alb: cu ochiu-l m\u0103suri
\nPrin u\u015foar\u0103-nvine\u0163ire a sub\u0163irilor m\u0103t\u0103suri;
\nIci \u015fi colo a ei hain\u0103 s-a desprins din sponci \u015f-arat\u0103
\nTrupul alb \u00een goliciunea-i, cur\u0103\u0163ia ei de fat\u0103.
\nR\u0103sfiratul p\u0103r de aur peste perini se-mpr\u0103\u015ftie,
\nT\u00e2mpla bate lini\u015ftit\u0103 ca o umbr\u0103 viorie,
\n\u015ei spr\u00e2ncenele arcate fruntea alb\u0103 i-o \u00eencheie,
\nCu o singur\u0103 tr\u0103sur\u0103 m\u0103iestrit le \u00eencondeie;
\nSub pleoapele \u00eenchise globii ochilor se bat,
\nBra\u0163ul ei at\u00e2rn\u0103 lene\u015f peste marginea de pat;
\nDe a v\u00e2rstei ei c\u0103ldur\u0103 fragii s\u00e2nului se coc,
\nA ei gur\u0103-i descle\u015ftat\u0103 de-a sufl\u0103rii sale foc,
\nEa z\u00e2mbind \u00ee\u015fi mi\u015fc\u0103 dulce a ei buze mici, sub\u0163iri;
\nIar pe patu-i \u015fi la capu-i presura\u0163i-s trandafiri.
\nIar voinicul s-apropie \u015fi cu m\u00e2na sa el rumpe
\nP\u00e2nza cea acoperit\u0103 de un colb de pietre scumpe:
\nA frumse\u0163ii haruri goale ce sim\u0163irile-i adap\u0103,
\n\u00cenc\u0103perile g\u00e2ndirii mai nu pot s\u0103 le \u00eencap\u0103.
\nEl \u00een bra\u0163e prinde fata, peste fa\u0163\u0103 i se-nclin\u0103,
\nPune gura lui fierbinte pe-a ei buze ce suspin\u0103,
\n\u015ei inelul scump i-l scoate de pe degetul cel mic \u2013
\n\u015e-apoi pleac\u0103 iar \u00een lume n\u0103zdr\u0103vanul cel voinic.<\/p>\n
II<\/p>\n
Ea a doua zi se mir\u0103 cum de firele sunt rupte,
\n\u015ei-n oglind-ale ei buze vede vinete \u015fi supte \u2013
\nEa z\u00e2mbind \u015fi trist se uit\u0103, \u015fopote\u015fte bl\u00e2nd din gur\u0103:
\n\u2013 Zbur\u0103tor cu negre plete, vin\u2019 la noapte de m\u0103 fur\u0103.<\/p>\n
III<\/p>\n
Fiecine cum i-e vrerea, despre fete sam\u0103 deie-\u015fi \u2013
\nDar ea seam\u0103n\u0103 celora \u00eendr\u0103gi\u0163i de singuri ei-\u015fi.
\n\u015ei Narcis v\u0103z\u00e2ndu-\u015fi fa\u0163a \u00een oglinda sa, izvorul,
\nSingur fuse \u00eendr\u0103gitul, singur el \u00eendr\u0103gitorul.
\n\u015ei de s-ar putea pe d\u00e2nsa cineva ca s\u0103 o prind\u0103,
\nC\u00e2nd cu ochii mari, s\u0103lbateci se prive\u015fte \u00een oglind\u0103,
\nSub\u0163iindu-\u015fi gura mic\u0103 \u015fi chem\u00e2ndu-se pe nume
\n\u015ei fiindu-\u015fi sie drag\u0103 cum nu-i este nime-n lume,
\nAtunci el cu o privire n\u0103lucirea i-ar discoas\u0103
\nCum c\u0103 ea \u2013 frumoasa fat\u0103 \u2013 a ghicit c\u0103 e frumoas\u0103.
\nIdol tu! r\u0103pire min\u0163ii! cu ochi mari \u015fi p\u0103rul des,
\nPentr-o inim\u0103 fecioar\u0103 m\u00e2ndru idol \u0163i-ai ales!
\nCe \u015fopte\u015fte ea \u00een tain\u0103 c\u00e2nd prive\u015fte cu mirare
\nAl ei chip ginga\u015f \u015fi t\u00e2n\u0103r, de la cap p\u00e2n\u2019 la picioare?
\n\u201eVis frumos avut-am noaptea. A venit un zbur\u0103tor
\n\u015ei str\u00e2ng\u00e2ndu-l tare-n bra\u0163e, era mai ca s\u0103-l omor\u2026
\n\u015ei de-aceea c\u00e2nd m\u0103 caut \u00een peretele de-oglinzi,
\nSinguric\u0103-n c\u0103m\u0103ru\u0163\u0103 bra\u0163e albe eu \u00eentinz
\n\u015ei m\u0103-mbrac \u00een p\u0103rul galben, ca \u00een strai u\u015for \u0163esut,
\n\u015ei z\u0103rind rotundu-mi um\u0103r mai c\u0103-mi vine s\u0103-l s\u0103rut.
\n\u015ei atunci de sfiiciune mi-iese s\u00e2ngele-n obraz \u2013
\nCum nu vine zbur\u0103torul ca la pieptul lui s\u0103 caz?
\nDac\u0103 boiul mi-l \u00eenml\u0103diiu, dac\u0103 ochii mei \u00eemi plac,
\nE temeiul c\u0103 acestea fericit pe el \u00eel fac.
\n\u015ei mi-s drag\u0103 mie \u00eens\u0103mi pentru c\u0103-i sunt drag\u0103 lui \u2013
\nGur\u0103 tu! \u00eenva\u0163\u0103 minte, nu m\u0103 spune nim\u0103rui,
\nNici chiar lui, c\u00e2nd vine noaptea l\u00e2ng\u0103 patul meu tiptil,
\nDoritor ca o femeie \u015fi viclean ca un copil!\u201d<\/p>\n
IV<\/p>\n
Astfel vine-n toat\u0103 noatea zbur\u0103tor la al ei pat.
\nSe trezi din somn deodat\u0103 de s\u0103rutu-i fermecat;
\n\u015ei atuncea c\u00e2nd spre u\u015f\u0103 el se-ntoarce ca s\u0103 fug\u0103,
\nEa-l opre\u015fte-n loc cu ochii \u015fi c-o mult smerit\u0103 rug\u0103:
\n\u2013 O, r\u0103m\u00e2i, r\u0103m\u00e2i la mine, tu, cu viers duios de foc,
\nZbur\u0103tor cu plete negre, umbr\u0103 f\u0103r\u0103 de noroc
\n\u015ei nu crede c\u0103 \u00een lume, singurel \u015fi r\u0103t\u0103cit,
\nNu-i g\u0103si un suflet t\u00e2n\u0103r ce de tine-i \u00eengr\u0103dit.
\nO, tu umbr\u0103 pieritoare, cu ad\u00e2ncii, tri\u015ftii ochi,
\nDulci-s ochii umbrei tale \u2013 nu le fie de diochi!
\nEl s-a\u015feaz\u0103 l\u00e2ng\u0103 d\u00e2nsa \u015fi o prinde de mijloc,
\nEa \u015fopte\u015fte vorbe arse de al buzelor ei foc:
\n\u2013 O, \u015fopte\u015fte-mi \u2013 zice d\u00e2nsul \u2013 tu cu ochii plini d-eres
\nDulci cuvinte ne\u2019n\u0163elese, \u00eens\u0103 pline de-n\u0163eles.
\nAl vie\u0163ii vis de aur ca un fulger, ca o clip\u0103-i,
\n\u015ei-l visez, c\u00e2nd cu-a mea m\u00e2n\u0103 al t\u0103u bra\u0163 rotund \u00eel pip\u0103i,
\nC\u00e2nd pui capul tu pe pieptu-mi \u015fi b\u0103t\u0103ile \u00eei numeri,
\nC\u00e2nd s\u0103rut cu-mp\u0103timire ai t\u0103i albi \u015fi netezi umeri
\n\u015ei c\u00e2nd sorb al t\u0103u r\u0103suflet \u00een suflarea vie\u0163ii mele
\n\u015ei c\u00e2nd inima ne cre\u015fte de un dor, de-o dulce jele;
\nC\u00e2nd pierdut\u0103 razimi fruntea de-arz\u0103torul meu obraz,
\nP\u0103rul t\u0103u b\u0103lai \u015fi moale de mi-l legi dup\u0103 grumaz,
\nOchii t\u0103i pe jum\u0103tate de-i \u00eenchizi, mi-ntinzi o gur\u0103,
\nFericit m\u0103 simt atuncea cu asupra de m\u0103sur\u0103.
\nTu!!\u2026 nu vezi\u2026 nu-\u0163i aflu nume\u2026 Limba-n gur\u0103 mi se leag\u0103
\n\u015ei nu pot s\u0103-\u0163i spun odat\u0103 c\u00e2t \u2013 ah! c\u00e2t \u00eemi e\u015fti de drag\u0103!
\nEi \u015foptesc, multe \u015fi-ar spune \u015fi nu \u015ftiu de-unde s\u0103-nceap\u0103,
\nC\u0103ci pe r\u00e2nd \u015fi-astup\u0103 gura c\u00e2nd cu gura se adap\u0103;
\nUnu-n bra\u0163ele altuia, tremur\u00e2nd ei se s\u0103rut\u0103,
\nNumai ochiul e vorbare\u0163, iar\u0103 limba lor e mut\u0103,
\nEa-\u015fi acopere cu m\u00e2na fa\u0163a ro\u015f\u0103 de sfial\u0103,
\nOchii-n lacrimi \u015fi-i ascunde \u00eentr-un p\u0103r ca de peteal\u0103.<\/p>\n
V<\/p>\n
S-au f\u0103cut ca ceara alb\u0103 fa\u0163a ro\u015f\u0103 ca un m\u0103r,
\n\u015ei at\u00e2ta de sub\u0163ire, s\u0103 o tai c-un fir de p\u0103r.
\n\u015ei cosi\u0163a ta b\u0103laie o aduni la ochi pl\u00e2ng\u00e2nd,
\nInim\u0103 f\u0103r\u2019 de n\u0103dejde, suflete b\u0103tut de g\u00e2nd.
\nToat\u0103 ziua la fereastr\u0103, suspin\u00e2nd, nu spui nimic\u0103,
\nRidic\u00e2nd a tale gene, al t\u0103u suflet se ridic\u0103;
\nUrm\u0103rind pe ceruri limpezi cum plute\u015fte-o cioc\u00e2rlie,
\nTu ai vrea s\u0103 spui s\u0103 duc\u0103 c\u0103tre d\u00e2nsul o solie,
\nDar ea zboar\u0103\u2026 tu cu ochiul plutitor \u015fi-ntunecos
\nStai cu buze discle\u015ftate de un tremur dureros.
\nNu-\u0163i mai scurge ochii tineri, dulcii cerului fia\u015ftri.
\nNu uita c\u0103-n lacrimi este taina ochilor alba\u015ftri.
\nStele rare din t\u0103rie cad ca picuri de argint,
\n\u015ei seninul cer albastru m\u00e2ndru lacrimile-l prind;
\nDar dac\u0103 ar c\u0103dea toate, el r\u0103m\u00e2ne trist \u015fi gol,
\nN-ai putea s\u0103 faci cu ochii \u00een\u0103l\u0163imilor ocol \u2013
\nNoaptea stelelor, a lunei, a oglinzilor de r\u00e2u
\nNu-i ca noaptea cea mocnit\u0103 \u015fi pustie din sicriu;
\n\u015ei din c\u00e2nd \u00een c\u00e2nd v\u0103rsate, m\u00e2ndru lacrimile-\u0163i \u015fed,
\nDar de seci \u00eentreg izvorul, atunci cum o s\u0103 te v\u0103d?
\nPrin ei curge rumenirea, m\u00e2ndr\u0103, ca de trandafiri,
\n\u015ei z\u0103pada viorie din obrajii t\u0103i sub\u0163iri \u2013
\nApoi noaptea lor albastr\u0103, a lor dulce vecinicie,
\nCe u\u015for se mistuie\u015fte prin pl\u00e2nsorile pustie\u2026
\nCine e nerod s\u0103 ard\u0103 \u00een c\u0103rbuni smarandul rar
\n\u015e-a lui vecinic\u0103 lucire s-o striveasc\u0103 \u00een zadar?
\nTu-\u0163i arzi ochii \u015fi frumse\u0163a\u2026 Dulce noaptea lor se stinge,
\n\u015ei nici \u015ftii ce pierde lumea. Nu mai pl\u00e2nge, nu mai pl\u00e2nge!<\/p>\n
VI<\/p>\n
O, tu crai cu barba-n noduri ca \u015fi c\u00e2l\u0163ii c\u00e2nd nu-i perii,
\nTu \u00een cap nu ai gr\u0103un\u0163e, numai pleav\u0103 \u015fi puzderii.
\nBine-\u0163i pare s\u0103 fii singur, crai b\u0103tr\u00e2n f\u0103r\u0103 de min\u0163i,
\nS\u0103 oftezi dup-a ta fat\u0103, cu ciubucul \u00eentre din\u0163i?
\nS\u0103 te primbli \u015fi s\u0103 numeri sc\u00e2nduri albe \u00een cerdac?
\nMult bogat ai fost odat\u0103, mult r\u0103mas-ai tu s\u0103rac!
\nAlungat-o-ai pe d\u00e2nsa, ca departe de p\u0103rin\u0163i
\n\u00cen coliba \u00eempistrit\u0103 ea s\u0103 nasc-un pui de prin\u0163.
\n\u00cen zadar ca s-o mai cate tu trimi\u0163i \u00een lume crainic,
\nNimeni n-a afla loca\u015ful unde ea s-ascunde tainic.<\/p>\n
VII<\/p>\n
Sur\u0103-i sara cea de toamn\u0103; de pe lacuri apa sur\u0103
\n\u00cenfunda mi\u015fcarea-i crea\u0163\u0103 \u00eentre stuf la iez\u0103tur\u0103;
\nIar p\u0103durea lin suspin\u0103 \u015fi prin frunzele uscate
\nR\u00e2nduri, r\u00e2nduri trece-un fream\u0103t, ce le scutur\u0103 pe toate.
\nDe c\u00e2nd codrul, dragul codru, troienindu-\u015fi frunza toat\u0103,
\n\u00ce\u015fi deschide-a lui ad\u00e2ncuri, fa\u0163a lunei s\u0103 le bat\u0103,
\nTrist\u0103-i firea, iar\u0103 v\u00e2ntul sperios vo creang\u0103 farm\u0103 \u2013
\nSinguratece izvoare fac cu valurile larm\u0103.
\nPe potica dinspre codri cine oare se coboar\u0103?
\nUn voinic cu ochi de vultur lunga vale o m\u0103soar\u0103.
\n\u015eapte ani de c\u00e2nd plecat-ai, zbur\u0103tor cu negre plete,
\n\u015e-ai uitat de soarta m\u00e2ndrei, iubitoarei tale fete!
\n\u015ei pe c\u00e2mpul gol el vede un copil umbl\u00e2nd descul\u0163
\n\u015ei cerc\u00e2nd ca s\u0103 adune \u00eentr-un c\u00e2rd bobocii mul\u0163i.
\n\u2013 Bun\u0103 vreme, m\u0103i b\u0103iete! \u2013 Mul\u0163umim, voinic str\u0103in!
\n\u2013 Cum te cheam\u0103, m\u0103i copile? \u2013 Ca pe tat\u0103-meu \u2013 C\u0103lin;
\nMama-mi spune c\u00e2teodat\u0103, de-o \u00eentreb: a cui-s, mam\u0103?
\n\u201eZbur\u0103toru-\u0163i este tat\u0103 \u015fi pe el C\u0103lin \u00eel cheam\u0103.\u201d
\nC\u00e2nd l-aude, numai d\u00e2nsul \u00ee\u015fi \u015ftia inima lui,
\nC\u0103ci copilul cu bobocii era chiar copilul lui.
\nAtunci intr\u0103 \u00een colib\u0103 \u015fi pe cap\u0103tu-unei lai\u0163i,
\nLumina cu mucul negru \u00eentr-un h\u00e2rb un ro\u015f opai\u0163;
\nSe coceau pe vatra sur\u0103 dou\u0103 turte \u00een cenu\u015f\u0103,
\nUn papuc e sub o grind\u0103, iar\u0103 altul dup\u0103 u\u015f\u0103;
\nH\u00e2r\u00e2it\u0103, noduroas\u0103, st\u0103 \u00een colb r\u00e2\u015fni\u0163a veche,
\n\u00cen cotlon torcea motanul, piept\u0103n\u00e2ndu-\u015fi o ureche;
\nSub icoana afumat\u0103 unui sf\u00e2nt cu com\u0103nac
\nArde-n candel-o lumin\u0103 c\u00e2t un s\u00e2mbure de mac;
\nPe-a icoanei policioar\u0103, busuioc \u015fi mint-uscat\u0103
\nUmplu casa-ntunecoas\u0103 de-o mireasm\u0103 pip\u0103rat\u0103;
\nPe cuptiorul uns cu hum\u0103 \u015fi pe co\u015fcovii pere\u0163i
\nZugr\u0103vit-au c-un c\u0103rbune copila\u015ful cel iste\u0163
\nPurcelu\u015fi cu coada sfredel \u015fi cu be\u0163e-n loc de lab\u0103,
\nCum mai bine i se \u015fede unui purcelu\u015f de treab\u0103.
\nO be\u015fic\u0103-n loc de sticl\u0103 e \u00eentins\u0103-n ferestruie
\nPrintre care trece-o dung\u0103 mohor\u00e2t\u0103 \u015fi g\u0103lbuie.
\nPe un pat de sc\u00e2nduri goale doarme t\u00e2n\u0103ra nevast\u0103
\n\u00cen mocnitul \u00eentuneric \u015fi cu fa\u0163a spre fereast\u0103.
\nEl s-a\u015feaz\u0103 l\u00e2ng\u0103 d\u00e2nsa, fruntea ei o neteze\u015fte,
\nO desmiard\u0103 cu durere, suspin\u00e2nd o dr\u0103goste\u015fte,
\nPleac\u0103 gura la ureche-i, bl\u00e2nd pe nume el o cheam\u0103,
\nEa ridic\u0103 somnoroas\u0103 lunga genelor maram\u0103,
\nSp\u0103riet la el se uit\u0103\u2026 i se pare c\u0103 viseaz\u0103,
\nAr z\u00e2mbi \u015fi nu se-ncrede, ar r\u0103cni \u015fi nu cuteaz\u0103.
\nEl din patu-i o ridic\u0103 \u015fi pe pieptul lui \u015fi-o pune,
\nInima-i zv\u00e2cne\u015fte tare, via\u0163a-i parc\u0103 se r\u0103pune.
\nEa se uit\u0103, se tot uit\u0103, un cuv\u00e2nt m\u0103car nu spune,
\nR\u00e2de doar cu ochii-n lacrimi, sp\u0103riet\u0103 de-o minune,
\n\u015e-apoi \u00eei suce\u015fte p\u0103rul pe-al ei deget alb, sub\u0163ire,
\n\u00ce\u015fi ascunde fa\u0163a ro\u015f\u0103 l-a lui piept duios de mire.
\nEl \u015ftergarul i-l desprinde \u015fi-l \u00eempinge lin la vale,
\nDrept \u00een cre\u015ftet o s\u0103rut\u0103 pe-al ei p\u0103r de aur moale
\n\u015ei b\u0103rbia i-o ridic\u0103, s-uit\u0103-n ochii-i plini de ap\u0103,
\n\u015ei pe r\u00e2nd \u015fi-astup\u0103 gura, c\u00e2nd cu gura se adap\u0103.<\/p>\n
VIII<\/p>\n
De treci codri de aram\u0103, de departe vezi albind
\n\u015e-auzi m\u00e2ndra gl\u0103suire a p\u0103durii de argint.
\nAcolo, l\u00e2ng\u0103 izvoar\u0103, iarba pare de om\u0103t,
\nFlori albastre tremur ude \u00een v\u0103zduhul t\u0103m\u00e2iet;
\nPare c\u0103 \u015fi trunchii vecinici poart\u0103 suflete sub coaj\u0103,
\nCe suspin\u0103 printre ramuri cu a glasului lor vraj\u0103.
\nIar prin m\u00e2ndrul \u00eentuneric al p\u0103durii de argint
\nVezi izvoare zdrumicate peste pietre licurind;
\nEle trec cu harnici unde \u015fi suspin\u0103-n flori molatic,
\nC\u00e2nd coboar\u0103-n ropot dulce din t\u0103p\u015fanul pr\u0103v\u0103latic,
\nEle sar \u00een bulg\u0103ri fluizi peste prundul din r\u0103stoace,
\n\u00cen cuibar rotind de ape, peste care luna zace.
\nMii de fluturi mici alba\u015ftri, mii de roiuri de albine
\nCurg \u00een r\u00e2uri sclipitoare peste flori de miere pline,
\nUmplu aerul v\u0103ratic de mireasm\u0103 \u015fi r\u0103coare
\nA popoarelor de mu\u015fte s\u0103rb\u0103tori murmuitoare.
\nL\u00e2ng\u0103 lacul care-n tremur somnoros \u015fi lin se bate,
\nVezi o mas\u0103 mare-ntins\u0103 cu f\u0103clii prea luminate,
\nC\u0103ci din patru p\u0103r\u0163i a lumii \u00eemp\u0103ra\u0163i \u015fi-mp\u0103r\u0103tese
\nAu venit ca s\u0103 serbeze nunta ginga\u015fei mirese;
\nFe\u0163i-frumo\u015fi cu p\u0103r de aur, zmei cu solzii de o\u0163ele,
\nCititorii cei de zodii \u015fi \u015f\u0103galnicul Pepele.
\nIat\u0103 craiul, socru-mare, rezemat \u00een jil\u0163 cu spat\u0103,
\nEl pe capu-i poart\u0103 mitr\u0103 \u015fi-i cu barba piept\u0103nat\u0103;
\n\u0162ap\u0103n, drept, cu schiptru-n m\u00e2n\u0103, \u015fede-n perine de puf
\n\u015ei cu crengi \u00eel ap\u0103r pagii de muscu\u0163e \u015fi z\u0103duf\u2026
\nAcum iat\u0103 c\u0103 din codru \u015fi C\u0103lin mirele iese,
\nCare \u0163ine-n a lui m\u00e2n\u0103 m\u00e2na ginga\u015fei mirese.
\n\u00cei fo\u015fnea uscat pe frunze poala lung\u0103-a albei rochii,
\nFa\u0163a-i ro\u015fie ca m\u0103rul, de noroc i-s umezi ochii;
\nLa p\u0103m\u00e2nt mai c\u0103 ajunge al ei p\u0103r de aur moale,
\nCare-i cade peste bra\u0163e, peste umerele goale.
\nAstfel vine ml\u0103dioas\u0103, trupul ei frumos \u00eel poart\u0103.
\nFlori albastre are-n p\u0103ru-i \u015fi o stea \u00een frunte poart\u0103,
\nSocrul roag\u0103-n capul mesei s\u0103 pofteasc\u0103 s\u0103 se pun\u0103
\nNunul mare, m\u00e2ndrul soare, \u015fi pe nun\u0103, m\u00e2ndra lun\u0103.
\n\u015ei s-a\u015feaz\u0103 to\u0163i la mas\u0103, cum li-s anii, cum li-i rangul,
\nLin vioarele r\u0103sun\u0103, iar\u0103 cobza \u0163ine hangul.
\nDar ce zgomot se aude? B\u00e2z\u00e2it ca de albine?
\nTo\u0163i se uit\u0103 cu mirare \u015fi nu \u015ftiu de unde vine,
\nP\u00e2n\u0103 v\u0103d p\u0103injeni\u015ful \u00eentre tufe ca un pod,
\nPeste care trece-n zgomot o mul\u0163ime de norod.
\nTrec furnici duc\u00e2nd \u00een gur\u0103 de f\u0103in\u0103 marii saci,
\nCa s\u0103 coac\u0103 pentru nunt\u0103 \u015fi pl\u0103cinte, \u015fi colaci;
\n\u015ei albinele-aduc miere, aduc colb m\u0103runt de aur,
\nCa cercei din el s\u0103 fac\u0103 cariul, care-i me\u015fter faur.
\nIat\u0103 vine nunta-ntreag\u0103 \u2013 vornicel e-un grierel,
\n\u00cei sar purici \u00eenainte cu potcoave de o\u0163el;
\n\u00cen ve\u015fm\u00e2nt de catifele, un bondar rotund \u00een p\u00e2ntec
\nSomnoros pe nas ca popii gl\u0103suie\u015fte-ncet un c\u00e2ntec;
\nO coji\u0163\u0103 de alun\u0103 trag locuste, podu-l scutur,
\nCu mustea\u0163a r\u0103sucit\u0103 \u015fede-n ea un mire flutur;
\nFluturi mul\u0163i, de multe neamuri, vin \u00een urma lui un lan\u0163,
\nTo\u0163i cu inime u\u015foare, to\u0163i \u015f\u0103galnici \u015fi berban\u0163i.
\nVin \u0163\u00e2n\u0163arii l\u0103utarii, g\u00e2nd\u0103ceii, c\u0103r\u0103bu\u015fii,
\nIar mireasa vioric\u0103 i-a\u015ftepta-nd\u0103r\u0103tul u\u015fii.
\n\u015ei pe masa-mp\u0103r\u0103teasc\u0103 sare-un greier, crainic sprinten,
\nRidicat \u00een dou\u0103 labe, s-a-nchinat b\u0103t\u00e2nd din pinten;
\nEl tu\u015fe\u015fte, \u00ee\u015fi \u00eencheie haina plin\u0103 de \u015fireturi:
\n\u2013 S\u0103 ierta\u0163i, boieri, ca nunta s-o pornim \u015fi noi al\u0103turi.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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