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Mihai Eminescu - Oda (in Metru Antic)  Nu credeam sa-nvat a muri vreodata;
Pururi tanar, infasurat in manta-mi,
Ochii mei ‘naltam visatori la steaua
Singuratatii.
Cand deodata tu rasarisi in cale-mi,
Suferinta tu, dureros de dulce ...
Pana-n fund baui voluptatea mortii
Ne-nduratoare.
Mihai Eminescu - Oda in metru antic - recita Adrian Paunescu
Jalnic ard de viu chinuit ca Nessus.
Ori ca Hercul inveninat de haina-i;
Focul meu a-l stinge nu pot cu toate
Apele marii.
De-al meu propriu vis, mistuit ma vaiet,
Pe-al meu propriu rug, ma topesc in flacari ...
Pot sa mai re-nviu luminos din el ca
Pasarea Phoenix?
Piara-mi ochii turburatori din cale,
Vino iar in san, nepasare trista;
Ca sa pot muri linistit, pe mine,
Mie reda-ma!
Ode (In Ancient Meter) Hardly had I thought I should learn to perish; Ever young, enwrapped in my robe I wandered, Raising dreamy eyes to the star styled often Solitude's symbol. All at once, however, you crossed my pathway - Suffering - you, painfully sweet, yet torture ... To the less I drank the delight of dying - Pitiless torment. Sadly racked, I'm burning alive like Nessus, Or like Hercules by his garment poisoned; Nor can I extinguish my flames with every Billow of oceans. By my own ilussion consumed I'm wailing On my own grim pyre in flames I'm melting ... Can I hope to rise again like the Phoenix Bird from the ashes? May all tempting eyes vanish from my pathway Come back to my breast, you indifferent sorrow; So that I may quietly die, restore me, To my own being!
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