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Dec. 8th, 2009

01:46 pm - Transfagarasan – the road to sky

Transfagarasan is the 92 km road traversing the Fagaras Mountains in Romania.
Built as a strategic military route ( as a response to the 1968 invasion of Czechoslovakia by the Soviet Union), it runs North to South across the tallest sections of the Carpathians Mountains.


The entry gate: Vidraru Dam (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vidraru_Dam ) and

Vidraru Lake (length: 10.3km, width: 2.2km, max. depth: 155m)


More info:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Transf%C4%83g%C4%83r%C4%83%C5%9Fan


Some photos:












Oct. 29th, 2009

10:30 am - Retezat National Park


http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Retezat_National_Park


       


      


         


       


       


      

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May. 11th, 2009

12:23 pm - Romanian monasteries – details, geographical and historical data


North of Romania:

the beautiful monasteries in Bukovina: Putna, Voronet, Moldovita, Sucevita and many more…http://www.manastiri-bucovina.go.ro/bukovina.htm



South and Center of Romania:

 Cozia Monastery: http://www.manastirea-cozia.go.ro/summary.htm

 Tismana Monastery: http://www.manastirea-tismana.go.ro/tismana-eng.htm


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May. 5th, 2009

09:16 am - Monasteries in Romania



                                      




                         



                 



                 


                 



           


             


            


Feb. 10th, 2009

12:27 pm - Romanian painters


NICOLAE GRIGORESCU
(1838 – 1907)

He was one of the founders of modern Romanian painting.

 "Self portrait"                       "Landscape"



 "Countrywoman in Muscel"            "Girl with red kerchief"




                     
"Marching artillery"                                                               "Dorobant"                                       
                            (1877 - 1978 Romanian - Russian - Otoman war)

 

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Nov. 5th, 2008

03:03 pm - Romanian painters



Sabin Balasa (1932 - 2008)

His style is closed to Surrealism, however he described himself as belonging to “Cosmic Romanticism”.

Here some of his masterpieces:


 
(Vivant nature)



(The Island)



(The Return)


(Stephen the Great), mural




(The victory)

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May. 27th, 2008

11:13 am - George Enescu


George Enescu (1881 – 1955) – Romanian composer, violinist, professor, pianist and conductor.  

 
Playing the violin at 4 years old, he started composing at 5, under Eduard Caudella's guidance. He became a preeminent Romanian musician of the 20th century and one of the greatest performers of his time. Among his students: Christian Ferras, Ivry Gitlis, Arthur Grumiaux and Yehudi Menuhin.
Many of Enescu's works were influenced by Romanian folk music, his most popular compositions being the two Romanian Rhapsodies (1901–2), the opera Oedipe (1936), and the suites for orchestra. He also wrote five symphonies (two of them unfinished), a symphonic poem Vox maris, and chamber music (three sonatas for violin and piano, two for cello and piano, a piano trio, quartets with and without piano, an octet for strings, a piano quintet, a chamber symphony for twelve solo instruments) and many more. 

Romanian Rhapsody:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DAZBMii0a1E

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May. 23rd, 2008

11:20 am - back from abroad

Back home :)

Love to listen again one of Ciprian Porumbescu’s masterpieces: Ballade for violin and orchestra
 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_SFAW49JF2I&feature=related

P.S. the piece was finished in 1880.

May. 21st, 2008

02:00 pm - a few quotes

 “Good wood, bad wood – the same ash. Not the same flame.”
 
“Art gives all to everybody and still remains unbroken. “
 
“An only thing you cannot forswear: yourself.”
 
“Your nation is not the one you are born in, but the one you deserve.”

“There are only your ideas which really convince you.”
 
“The most terrible prison is the one you are feeling fine in.” 

Nicolae Iorga (1871 – 1940) – Romanian historian, literary critic, memorialist, playwright, poet and politician.
 

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May. 8th, 2008

02:47 pm - speleology


The Altar Stone Cave

Situated in the Bihor Mountains, North of Romania, it is one of the most beautiful caves in Europe. As closed to the tourists, it is only speleological research object.

Here some photos:

  


 

 

May. 7th, 2008

10:33 am - Mihai Eminescu, 1883.


This is the legend. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R_3tsId6heM

and this is an excerpt from the poem:


HYPERION


"Off went the star. And as he went, / His wings grew more and more
And myriad of years were spent / For every hour that wore.
 
There was a sky of stars beneath, / A sky of stare o’erhead —
Like to a bolt with ne’er a death / Among the worlds he sped.
 
And from the valleys of the pit / He upwards spun his way;
He saw how lights sprang up and lit / As on the earliest day,
 
How like a sea they girdled him / And swam and heaved about...
And flew and flew, an ache-borne whim, / Till everything died out;
 
For where he reached there was no borne, / To see there was no eye,
And from the chaos to be born / Time vainly made a try.
 
And there was nothing. There was, though, / A thirst that did oppress,
A gaping gulf above, below, / Lie blind forgetfulness.
 
“ – From heavy, dark eternity / Deliver me, o, Lord,
For ever hallowed may’st Thou be / And praised throughout the world!
 
O, ask me, Father, anything / But change my fortune now;
O’er Fount of Life Thou art the king, / The death – dispenser Thou;
 
My aura of eternity, / My fiery looks, retrieve,
And, in exchange, for love grant me / A single hour’s leave.
 
From chaos come, I would return / To chaos, oh, most Blessed,
For out of rest eternal born, / I yearn again for rest.”
 
“ – Wan star, which from the world’s confines / Dost with the cosmos rise,
Ask not for miracles and signs / That have no name nor guise!
 
What, wouldst thou deem thyself to be / A fellow of those men?
If all of them drowned in the sea, / Men would be born again.
 
For it is men alone, who, blind, / Build castles in the air;
When waves have found their gave, behind / Waves simmer everywhere;
 
Or lucky stars or Fate’s disgrace / Are only humans’ lot,
While we have neither time nor place / And death can strike us not.
 
From yesterday’s eternal womb / Lives now whatever dies;
And if a sun should meet its doom, / New suns would mount the skies.
 
Although they seem e’er to ascend, / Death pricks them with his thorn,
All that are born die in the end / To live on a new morn.
 
Hyperion thou must remain / Wherever thou dost rise...
Wouldst thou hear my first word again /And so become more wise?
 
Wilt thou that I my mouth should open / To sing the song that wiles
The mountains with their wooded slope, / The sea’s uncounted isles?
 
Or wilt thou prove by deeds thy worth, / That right and might canst helm?
I would in clods give thee the earth / To make it a great realm!
 
Or give    thee vessels, masts on masts, / And hosts that land and sea
Will cross, the power to ride the blast, / But death – that cannot be..."

May. 6th, 2008

03:42 pm - Eminescu...again :)


FIRST EPISTLE
 
(excerpt – “moon theme”)
 
Moon, arch-mistress of the ocean, you glide o’er the planet’s sphere,
You give light to thoughts unthought-of and eclipse sorrow and fear;
 
Oh, how many deserts glimmer under your soft virgin light,
And how many woods o’ershadow brooks and rivers burning bright!
 
Legion is the name of billows you dispose of as you please,
When you sail upon the ever restless solitude of seas;
 
Of resplendent climes, of gardens, palaces and castles old,
Which you impregnate with magic and to your own view unfold;
 
Of the dwellings that you enter tiptoe by the window-pane
To gave thoughtfully at foreheads that so many thoughts enchain!
 
A king’s plans enmesh the planet for a century or more,
While the pauper hardly thinks of what his morrow has in store;
 
Though the dice of Fate have to them meted different rungs and ways,
Both submit to the same biddings of Death’s genius and your rays!
(…)

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Apr. 25th, 2008

11:06 am - Happy Easter Holiday! :)


Some photos with decorated eggs, a very old and refined Romanian tradition :)









Apr. 24th, 2008

10:38 am

 

BUREBISTA
Image:Burebista statue in Orastie.JPG

Burebista is widely considered to be the greatest king of Dacia. He ruled between 82 and 44 B.C. He unified the Thracian population from Hercynia (today’s Moravia) in the west, to the Bug River in the east, and from the northern Carpathians to Dionysopolis. His capital was called Argedava and was located near Costesti, in the Orastie hills of southwestern Romania.

The spiritual center of the kingdom was called Kogaion (or Kagaion, the holy mountain) by the ancient geographer Strabo. It is believed to have been located somewhere in the Bucegi Mountains, but that’s only a legend. According to the historian Jordanes (in his work Getica), the greatest priest and adviser of Burebista was Deceneus, who held "almost royal powers" and taught the Dacians the Belagines laws (moral code), ethics and sciences, including physics and astronomy.

Burebista sided with the inhabitants of the Greek cities on the Western coast of the Black Sea from Apollonia to the Danube Delta, when they were occupied by  Varo Lucullus, the proconsul of the province of Macedonia during the second Mithridatic War (74 -72 B.C.). The Dacians defeated the Roman army of Gaius Antonius Hybrida near Histria. As a result of this battle, the Greek – Dacian cities of Tomis, Callatis, Dionysopolis and Apollonia agreed to become part of Burebista's kingdom.
In 60 B.C. and 48 B.C. Burebista leaded successful campaigns against the Celts on the West side of the kingdom.

A first contact of the Dacians with the Romans was in 48 B.C., when Burebista took part in the dispote between Caesar and Pompeius offering his military support to Pompeius, who was defeated by Caesar. After Caesar emerged as victor, he planned on sending legions to punish Burebista, but he was assassinated in the Senate before he could do so, on March 15, 44 B.C.

Burebista was also assassinated in a court plot later that year.

Dacia în timpul lui Burebista
Dacian Kingdom, during the rule of Burebista, 82 BC

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Apr. 23rd, 2008

10:47 am - Eminescu

Eternal peace

Mihai Eminescu (1882)




Like billows’ foam our life appears to be

And yet, if from their bottom seas went dry,

Mankind’s tears soon would fill another sea.

 

Much as oblivion is the death of sorrow

So death is life’s forgetfulness

Meant to bring forth another fate and morrow.

 

Yes, ‘tis a great and nameless wish unfurled

And from its deepest depth it is comprised

By ancient chaos — that begets the world.

 

So many worlds rotating in this chaos

Maintain their flight which measures time

They always move, no rest is ever found.

 

And thus they pass, like swarms that skies traverse

And in their race they seethe and overheat,

And cross, the while, the ice-cold universe.

 

And such is time that crosses in a string

A thousand ages, its oppressive power

Engendering and later killing everything.

 

And such is space with neither end nor borne

And as the crossing of the two of them

Gave birth to movement, lights were also born,

 

His father’s Time, and mother the Abyss,

Their offspring being movement — call it Love,

A fire burning from the first day down to this.

 

And thus they form a cycle round the sun

While that day’s eye together with them

Down other slopes eternally will run.

 

Out of three acts their movements gather round

All downward, all about themselves,

And all in turn are by each other crowned.

 

Thus night resolved itself into a light —

A thousand lights born out of motion,

Through restlessness the canopy holds tight.

 

When their bell tolls — whoever can foresee?

Or when their three rings ever find release

From movement of their holy trinity?

 

But everywhere shall reign eternal peace!


 

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Apr. 21st, 2008

10:02 am - Romanian antiquity


DACIA 

Dacia, in ancient geography was the land of the Dacians. It was named by the ancient Hellenes (Greeks) "Getae". Dacia was a large district of South Eastern Europe, bounded on the north by the Carpathians, on the south by the Danube, on the west by the Tisia or Tisa, on the east by the Tyras or Nistru, now in eastern Moldova. It thus corresponds in the main to modern Romania and Moldova, as well as parts of Hungary, Bulgaria and Ukraine. The capital of Dacia was Sarmizegetusa. The inhabitants of this district are generally considered as belonging to the Thracian nations.

Name:

The Dacians were known as Geta (plural Getae) in Greek writings, and as Dacus (plural Daci) and Getae in Roman documents; also as Dagae and Gaete—see the late Roman map Tabula Peutingeriana. Strabo tells that the original name of the Dacians was "daoi", which could be explained with a possible Phrygian cognate "daos", meaning "wolf". This assumption is enforced by the fact that the Dacian standard, the Dacian Draco, had a wolf head.
It can be confusing that the geographical name "Dacia" was much later also used during the Middle Ages by the Roman Catholic Church for its northernmost province, namely Denmark-Norway-Sweden (Scandinavia) and even for Denmark alone. In some historical documents, members of royalty of that area have been called "of Dacia".

Geography

Dacian Kingdom, during the rule of Burebista, 82 BC.

Towards the west Dacia may originally have extended as far as the Danube, where it runs from north to south at Waitzen (Vacz). Julius Caesar in his De Bello Gallico (book 6) speaks of the Hercynian forest extending along the Danube to the territory of the Dacians. Ptolemy puts the eastern boundary of Dacia Trajana as far back as the Hierasus (Siret river, in modern Romania).

The extent and location of the later geographical entity Dacia varied in its four distinct historical periods (see History, below);

Culture

Based on archaeological findings, the origins of the Dacian culture can be considered to begin developing between the north of Danube river (south and east) and the Carpatians mountains, in actual historical Romanian province Muntenia and being identified as an evolution of the Iron Age Basarabi culture.

The Dacians had attained a considerable degree of civilisation by the time they first became known to the Romans.

Religion

Dacian Sanctuary at Sarmisegetuza Regia.
Dacian Sanctuary at Sarmisegetuza Regia.

According to Herodotus History (book 4) account of the story of Zalmoxis (or Zamolxis), the Getae (speaking the same language as the Dacians - Strabo) believed in the immortality of the soul, and regarded death as merely a change of country. Their chief priest held a prominent position as the representative of the supreme deity, Zalmoxis. The chief priest was also the king's chief adviser. The Goth Jordanes in his Getica (The origin and deeds of the Goths), gives account of Dicineus (Deceneus), the highest priest of Buruista (Burebista) and considered the Dacians a related nation of the Goths.

Besides Zalmoxis, the Dacians believed in other deities such as Gebeleizis and Bendis.

Society

Comati
Comati

Dacians were divided into two classes: the aristocracy (tarabostes) and the common people (comati). The aristocracy alone had the right to cover their heads and wore a felt hat (hence pileati, their Latin name). The second class, who comprised the rank and file of the army, the peasants and artisans, might have been called capillati (in Latin). Their appearance and clothing can be seen on Trajan's Column.

Dacians had developed the Murus dacicus, characteristic to their complexes of fortified cities, like their capital Sarmizegetusa in today Hunedoara (Romania). The degree of their urban development can be seen on Trajan's Column and in the account of how Sarmizegetusa was defeated by the Romans. The Romans identified and destroyed the water aqueducts or pipelines of the Dacian capital, only thus being able to end the long siege of Sarmizegetusa.

Greek and Roman chroniclers record the defeat and capture of Lysimachus in the 3rd century BC by the Getae (Dacians) ruled by Dromihete, their military strategy, and the release of Lysimachus following a debate in the assembly of the Getae.

The cities of the Dacians were known as -dava, -deva, -δαυα ("-dawa" or "-dava", Anc. Gk.), -δεβα ("-deva", Byz. Gk.) or -δαβα ("-dava", Byz. Gk.), etc.

  1. In Dacia: Acidava, Argedava, Burridava, Dokidava, Carsidava, Clepidava, Cumidava, Marcodava, Netindava, Patridava, Pelendava, Perburidava, Petrodaua, Piroboridaua, Rhamidaua, Rusidava, Sacidava, Sangidava, Setidava, Singidava, , Tamasidava, Utidava, Zargidava, Ziridava, Sucidava – 26 names altogether.
  2. In Lower Moesia (the present Northern Bulgaria) and Scythia minor (Dobrudja): Aedeba, *Buteridava, *Giridava, Dausadava, Kapidaua, Murideba, Sacidava, Scaidava (Skedeba), Sagadava, Sukidaua (Sucidava) – 10 names in total.
  3. In Upper Moesia (the districts of Nish, Sofia, and partly Kjustendil): Aiadaba, Bregedaba, Danedebai, Desudaba, Itadeba, Kuimedaba, Zisnudeba – 7 names in total.

Gil-doba, a village in Thracia, of unknown location.

Thermi-daua, a town in Dalmatia. Probably a Grecized form of Germidava.

Pulpu-deva, (Phillipopolis) today Plovdiv in Bulgaria.

Occupations

Dacian gold coins of Koson type, 1st century BC.
Dacian gold coins of Koson type, 1st century BC.

The chief occupations of Dacians were agriculture, apiculture, viticulture, livestock, ceramics and metal working. The Roman province Dacia is represented on Roman Sestertius (coin) as a woman seated on a rock, holding aquila, a small child on her knee holding ears of grain, and a small child seated before her holding grapes.

They also worked the gold and silver mines of Transylvania. They carried on a considerable outside trade, as is shown by the number of foreign coins found in the country.

Commercial relations were flourishing for centuries, first with the Greeks, then with Romans, as we can find even today an impressive collection of gold currency used in various periods of Dacian history.

Roman conquest

 

Roman Dacia
Trajan turned his attention to Dacia, an area north of Macedon and Greece and east of the Danube that had been on the Roman agenda since before the days of Caesar when they had beaten a Roman army at the Battle of Histria.
In 85, the Dacians had swarmed over the Danube and pillaged Moesia and initially defeated an army the Emperor Domitian sent against them, but the Romans were victorious in the Battle of Tapae in 88 AD and a truce was drawn up.

Emperor Trajan recommenced hostilities against Dacia and, following an uncertain number of battles, defeated the Dacian general Decebalus in the Second Battle of Tapae in 101 AD.  With Trajan's troops pressing towards the Dacian capital Sarmizegethusa, Decebalus once more sought terms. Decebalus rebuilt his power over the following years and attacked Roman garrisons again in 105 AD. In response Trajan again marched into Dacia, besieging the Dacian capital in the Siege of Sarmizethusa, and razing it to the ground.  With Dacia quelled, Trajan subsequently invaded the Parthian empire to the east, his conquests taking the Roman Empire to its greatest extent. Rome's borders in the east were indirectly governed through a system of client states for some time, leading to less direct campaigning than in the west in this period.

From AD85 to AD89, the Dacians (under Decebalus) were engaged in two wars with the Romans.

In AD87, the Roman troops under Cornelius Fuscus were defeated, and Cornelius Fuscus was killed by the Dacians under the authority of their ruler, Diurpaneus. After this victory, Diurpaneus took the name of Decebalus.
The next year, AD88, new Roman troops under Tettius Iullianus, gained a signal advantage, but were obliged to make peace owing to the defeat of Domitian by the Marcomanni, so the Dacians were really left independent. Even more, Decebalus received the status of "king client to Rome", receiving from Rome military instructors, craftsmen and even money.

To expand the glory of his reign, restore the finances of Rome, and end a treaty perceived as humiliating, Trajan resolved on the conquest of Dacia and with it the capture of the famous Treasure of Decebalus and control over the Dacian gold mines of Transylvania. The result of his first campaign (101–102) was the siege of the Dacian capital Sarmizegethusa and the occupation of a part of the country. The second campaign (105–106) ended with the suicide of Decebalus, and the conquest of the territory that was to form the Roman province Dacia Traiana. The history of the war is given by Cassius Dio, but the best commentary upon it is the famous Column of Trajan in Rome.

Although the Romans conquered and destroyed the ancient Kingdom of Dacia, a large remainder of the land remained outside of Roman Imperial authority. Additionally, the conquest changed the balance of power in the region and was the catalyst for a renewed alliance of Germanic and Celtic tribes and kingdoms against the Roman Empire.

Royal helmet
Royal helmet


The Dacians remained here, in the carpathian-danube-pontic space, and survived all history trials, to give life to Romanian people.

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Apr. 7th, 2008

09:37 am - another poem

George Cosbuc (1866 - 1918)

The poet

A soul in the soul of my people am I
And sing of its sorrows and joys,
For mine are your wounds and I cry
Whenever you do, drinking dry
That chalice of poison that's meant for Fate's toys.
Whatever your pathway, together we'll ail,
We'll bear the same cross and we'll feel the same nail;
Your banner and creed will be mine;
The shrine of my hopes I shan't fail
To set by the side your shrine.

A heart of my people's great heart;
I sing of its love and its hate;
The part that you play is the fire's; my part
Is that of the wind; you're mate
In all that's decided by Fate.
You're the source and the aim of whatever I sing
And if at times say a thing
That's not in your Scriptures, you can,
Most holy celestial King,
Lock up with a lightning the mouth of a man.

Some people hold dear and supreme
What's vain in the other men's eye;
But he who can scan both the earth and the sky
And set up a bridge 'twin the low and the high,
Will always distinguish "to be" from "to seem".
My heart is all yours and your heart is in me
Whatever your place on the chart
Of forth-coming ages, whatever they decree,
For you, mine own people, of your soul I will be
For ever and ever a part.

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Mar. 2nd, 2008

04:43 pm - An old legend...

 

“Once upon a time, there was a white wolf born in a pack of grey wolves. He was strong and daring and brought the most abundant catch to his pack. But he was not loved because…he was different.

One night, while he was sleeping, his pack tried to tear him to pieces. They were furiously biting him, wanting to destroy that miracle of nature.

On his knees, the white wolf couldn’t believe his eyes: His own pack? Why???

Life was failing him. Another moment and he would have passed the threshold of death. His own pack? Why? Why?

Suddenly, like a lightning, it occurred to him: because he was so different. Seized by a supernatural force, the white wolf got up…and fought and killed and won.

That night, the white wolf learned something. He didn’t live with a pack and never slept thereafter…”

 

Ever since, the bright-eyed White Wolf that comes form our old spirituality has watched over us to observe our ancestors’ laws.

 

This is a very old Romanian legend. Maybe it is just a legend…or maybe not.

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Feb. 13th, 2008

03:25 pm - George Cosbuc - "Decebal to his people"


This life is a lost boon if you / Don't live it as you wanted to! /
Much would a warlike, ruthless foe / Enslave us all! Our birth, we know, /
Was woe enough; would you get through / Another dreadful woe?

Death, even for a godlike scion, / Is a hard law, as hard as iron! /
It is all one to breathe one's last / A lad or an old man bypass, /
But not the same to die a lion / Or a poor dog chained fast.

What if you fight in the first line, / What if by great exploits you shine? /
A grumbler cannot better be / Than those who fear to fight and flee! /
To murmur is to have no spine / And make a bootless plea!

Like dead men, cowards will keep still! / The living - let them laugh at will! /
The really good ones laugh and die. / Hold, therefore, heroes, your brows high /
And let your lusty cheering fill / Both hell and earth and sky!

Blood may in floods and torrents flow, / The arm assail with spear and blow, /
When the fierce enemies are dead! / Well, you may think yourself Godhead, /
When you but laugh at what the foe / Does more than all else dread.

They're Romans, we know that. So what? / Where they not Romans but our god, /
Zamolxes, with his creatures, still / We would, sure, ask them what they will - /
They won't get of our land a jot: / They have their skies to fill!

Now, men, to sword and shield and horn! / 'Twas bad enough that we were born; /
But he is free to go whose fright / Makes him too dastardly to fight, /

And if there is someone foresworn, / Let him avoid our sight!

What I have told you is enow! / You swore on shields your oath of love /
For Dacia! Might resides in you / And in the gods! But, heroes, know /
That they, the gods, are far above, / Our foes - at a stone's throw!

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Jan. 9th, 2008

12:41 pm - I like this poem

 

The Gloss 

Mihai Eminescu (1880)

 

Time will come and time will fly,
All is old, but new in kind;
What is right and what is wry
You should ponder in your mind;
Don’t be Hate or Terror’ thrall;
Wave-like things like waves shall pass;
Should they urge or should they call,
Keep as cool as ice or glass.
 
Many sounds our ears will touch,
Much – before our eyes – will glisten;
Who can bear in mind so much
And to all is fan to listen?
Finding your own self anew
You should loftily stand by,
Even though with vain ado
Time will come and time will fly.
 
Nor should reason’s icy scales
Bend their needle, out of measure,
Towards the moment with swift sails
Fleetingly disguised as pleasure,
Which is born out of its knell?
- Just for moments, you may find;
To whoever knows it well,
All is old but new in kind.
 
In the worlds dramatic show,
Deem yourself a looker-on:
Should some men feign joy or woe,
Their true face you’ll read anon;
Should they weep or insults dart -
Inwardly rejoining, lie,
Sifting out from all their art
What is right and what is wry.
 
Both the future and the past
Are but sides of the same page:
In beginnings, ends are cast
For whoever can be sage;
All that was or ever will be
In the present we can find;
But as to its vanity,
You should ponder in your mind.
 
For no matter what appears
By the same means will be swirled,
And for many thousands years,
Mirth and grief have ruled the world;
Other masks – the play’s the same;
Other lips – the same tune all;
Duped too often, you keep game:
Don’t be Hate or Terror’ thrall.
 
Have no hate if rogues you see
Soft–tongued when victorious;
Fools may top your apogee –
Though you be most glorious;
Never fear, they’ll try again
One another to outclass;
Hurry not to join them then;
Wave–like things like wave shall pass.
 
Siren songs – mean to encage –
Are the nets the world unfurls;
Just to change the cast on stage
It will lure you into whirls;
From temptation stay away;
You should never heed at all
Those who’d lead your ship astray
Should they urge or should they call.
 
Give their touch a wide, wide berth;
Hold your tongue if they blaspheme;
Since you know what they are worth,
What could your advice redeem?
Let all say whatever they like:
Never mind whom they surpass;
Lest you should endear some tyke,
Keep as cool as ice or glass.
 
Keep as cool as ice or glass,
Should they urge or should they call;
Wave-like things like wave shall pass,
Don’t be Hate or Terror’s thrall;
You should ponder in your mind
What is right and what is wry;
All is old but new in kind;
Time will come and time will fly.

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