de Antero de Quental<\/p>\n
traducere: Cristina Petrescu<\/p>\n
Posedatul<\/strong><\/p>\n (Comentariu la Litaniile c\u0103tre Satan<\/em>)<\/strong><\/p>\n \n <\/p>\n I<\/strong><\/p>\n \u00a0<\/strong>Nu cred \u00een tine, Tat\u0103 omnipotent,<\/p>\n Ce-n grab\u0103-ai pl\u0103smuit acest spa\u021biu constelat,<\/p>\n Care din Haos, cu Nimicu-mpreunat,<\/p>\n Smuls-ai Universul viu, \u00eenc\u0103 fervent;<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Nu cred \u00een tine,\u00a0 Fiu obedient,<\/p>\n \u00cen mintea ta a fost Binele \u00eens\u0103m\u00e2n\u021bat;<\/p>\n \u0218i nici \u00een tine, Duh Preasf\u00e2nt\u00a0 iscat<\/p>\n Din ve\u0219nicul Amor, ca focul violent…<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Cer \u0219i p\u0103m\u00e2nt, v-o spun: din crezul str\u0103mo\u0219esc,<\/p>\n Ce-obl\u0103duie sub haru-i pe cei ce se smeresc,<\/p>\n Din rugile din zori, de sear\u0103, spuse-n van,<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Cred doar \u00een P\u0103catul cel ineluctabil,<\/p>\n \u00cen cel dint\u00e2i Blestem, inexpiabil<\/p>\n \u0218i \u00een regatul cel etern al lui Satan!<\/p>\n <\/p>\n II<\/strong><\/p>\n \u00a0<\/strong>C\u00e2nd Plictisul, cu coiufu-i plumburiu, apas\u0103<\/p>\n Neconsolata frunte \u00eenvins\u0103, dezolat\u0103,<\/p>\n \u0218i-atunci c\u00e2nd Faust, g\u00e2nditor, vede a\u0219ezat\u0103<\/p>\n Al\u0103turea-i, Nega\u021bia, la-aceea\u0219i mas\u0103,<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Gura sa se str\u00e2mb\u0103,\u00a0 de trei ori mincinoas\u0103,<\/p>\n C\u00e2nd conjur\u0103ri \u0219i rugi \u00eengaim\u0103, ofensat\u0103:<\/p>\n Numirea cea de Om, fiin\u021b\u0103 venerat\u0103,<\/p>\n Doar pentru cei ce-L \u00a0pot sfida\u00a0 a fost aleas\u0103!<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Blestemul \u00a0r\u0103spl\u0103te\u0219te o inim\u0103 robust\u0103<\/p>\n Ce nu se-arat\u0103-nvins\u0103 c\u00e2nd Dumnezeu o mustr\u0103<\/p>\n \u0218i temple, sanctuare-n abis poate sculpta…<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Mai fecund ca Cerul, creat-a acest Infern<\/p>\n Blasfemul- \u00eei dator\u0103m elogiul cel etern<\/p>\n Lui Satan, \u00a0ce ne-a-nv\u0103\u021bat a blasfema.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n \u00abO, cer al Siriei! O, Orient imens!\u00bb<\/strong><\/p>\n <\/p>\n I<\/strong><\/p>\n O, cer al Siriei! O, Orient imens!<\/p>\n Str\u0103luce-n tine lumina cea divin\u0103!<\/p>\n Da-n ochii copilelor tale-anin\u0103<\/p>\n Un cer \u00eenc\u0103 mai pur, mai vast, mai dens.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Tu ai \u00een s\u00e2nge vibra\u021bia cea dulce<\/p>\n Din linul s\u00e2nge-al lui Cristos,<\/p>\n Dar e-al t\u0103u mai fecund, mai\u00a0 s\u0103n\u0103tos<\/p>\n Dec\u00e2t cel care s-a scurs pe cruce!<\/p>\n \u0218i murmurul lin al apelor Iudee<\/p>\n Ce susur\u0103 pe-ogoru\u2019 acesta\u00a0 fin<\/p>\n Nu face, ah c\u00e2t c\u00e2ntul cel blajin<\/p>\n Ce lunec\u0103 din pieptu-\u021bi, filde\u0219ie ovreie!<\/p>\n Merg caprele din Galaad, tot cobor\u00e2nd,<\/p>\n P\u00e2n\u0103 la apele Iordanului- eu \u00eens\u0103<\/p>\n Vreau s\u0103 tr\u0103iesc \u0219i zi \u0219i noapte b\u00e2nd<\/p>\n Vaga iubire ce-o \u021bii \u00een ochi ascuns\u0103!<\/p>\n C\u0103ci ale legii table-s un mister…<\/p>\n \u0218i anticele culte inspir\u0103 oroare…<\/p>\n Dar noua lege a iubirii din eter<\/p>\n E-u\u0219oar\u0103, dulce, ca opaline izvoare.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n II<\/strong><\/p>\n Da, e lege a iubirii<\/p>\n Legea sfin\u021bilor poe\u021bi!<\/p>\n A c\u00e2nt\u0103rilor de veci,<\/p>\n A \u00eengerilor \u0219i a firii!<\/p>\n <\/p>\n C\u00e2nd coboar\u0103\u00a0 pe colin\u0103<\/p>\n Soarele-n amiaza calm\u0103,<\/p>\n Oare ce \u00eei spune-n tain\u0103<\/p>\n Inimii acea lumin\u0103?<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Ce imagini vaporoase<\/p>\n Te tulbur\u0103 \u00een sim\u021bire?<\/p>\n A\u0219a tremur\u0103-n r\u00e2vnire<\/p>\n Vara rozele frumoase!<\/p>\n <\/p>\n \u0218i astfel, nedeslu\u0219it<\/p>\n La caldele lirei chem\u0103ri<\/p>\n Suspin\u0103 privighetori<\/p>\n \u00cen gr\u0103dini, la R\u0103s\u0103rit.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n V\u0103z\u00e2nd cum cl\u0103de\u0219ti himere,<\/p>\n Huri, \u00eendat\u0103 mi se-arat\u0103<\/p>\n Rut ce-adoarme cufundat\u0103<\/p>\n \u00centr-un vis de peste ere.<\/p>\n Da…viseaz\u0103…cine oare<\/p>\n \u0218tie , prefrumoas\u0103 fat\u0103,<\/p>\n De ce steaua \u00eennoptat\u0103<\/p>\n Tremur\u0103 f\u0103r\u0103 culoare?<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Dac\u0103 doar din pasiune<\/p>\n Arde noaptea \u2013nfrigurat\u0103…<\/p>\n Ah, dormi, lume imaginat\u0103!<\/p>\n Ah, dormi, inim\u0103-genune!<\/p>\n <\/p>\n III<\/strong><\/p>\n Dar inima nu, nu vrea nicicum s\u0103 doarm\u0103!<\/p>\n E murgul idealului, iute, vioi,<\/p>\n Care trec\u00e2nd prin mun\u021bi \u0219i prin p\u0103duri \u0219i v\u0103i<\/p>\n Tot ce-nt\u00e2lne\u0219te \u00een goana-i biruie \u0219i sfarm\u0103 !<\/p>\n <\/p>\n O r\u00e2vn\u0103 ce-i etern\u0103-l\u00a0 \u00eembolde\u0219te…<\/p>\n Ochii lui, ce-s faruri, se-aprind\u00a0 \u00een infinit…<\/p>\n Pl\u00e2nge.. i-e pl\u00e2nsul blasfem de os\u00e2ndit!<\/p>\n C\u00e2nt\u0103, i-e c\u00e2ntul un leu care r\u0103cne\u0219te!<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Nembl\u00e2nzitul se nume\u0219te-fra\u021bii s\u0103i sunt<\/p>\n Disperarea, Nebunia, Frenezia…<\/p>\n Str\u0103bate lumea hr\u0103nindu-\u0219i trist, furia<\/p>\n R\u0103cnind, dar implor\u00e2nd\u00a0 cu m\u00e2inile \u00een v\u00e2nt.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n \u00cens\u00e2ngerat, peste p\u0103m\u00e2ntul ros de spini<\/p>\n Trece, iat\u0103-l, trist, de febr\u0103 aprins, str\u0103puns!<\/p>\n \u0218i totu\u0219i, ca s\u0103-i sting\u0103 setea-i de ajuns<\/p>\n O\u00a0 pic\u0103tur\u0103 doar din ochii t\u0103i divini…<\/p>\n <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" de Antero de Quental traducere: Cristina Petrescu Posedatul (Comentariu la Litaniile c\u0103tre Satan) I \u00a0Nu cred \u00een tine, Tat\u0103 omnipotent, Ce-n grab\u0103-ai pl\u0103smuit acest spa\u021biu constelat, Care din Haos, cu Nimicu-mpreunat, Smuls-ai Universul viu, \u00eenc\u0103 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