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Often in the middle of the woods

all the birds come out

From the hum of moles,

To the bright light,

Bright by the pool,

Which in the tall reed

Swinging from where,

it penetrates deep

And from the moon and the sun

And of migratory birds,

And the moon and the stars

And flying in turn

And the face of my dear.

Rîșteiu Adina, Rîșteiu Alexia, Deneș Raluca
11th grade SNE
National College “Avram Iancu ” Câmpeni

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You stay, stay with me,

I love you so much!

Your longings all

Only I know if I listen to him;

In the dark shadow

You look like a prince,

What a deep look in the water

With black and good eyes;

And through the roar of the waves,

By moving the tall grass,

I make you heard in secret

The deer herd;

Floca Maria, Joldeș Narcisa, Mateș Adriana
11th grade SNE
National College “Avram Iancu” Câmpeni

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Sleepy birds
At the nests they gather,
They hide in the branches -
Good night!

Only the springs sigh,
While the black code is silent;
The flowers in the garden also sleep -
Rest in peace!

The swan passes over the waters
between the reeds to sleep -
May your angels be near
Sweet sleep!

Căletean Amalia-Georgiana, Miheț Xenia
11th grade SNE
National College “Avram Iancu” Câmpeni

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Oh, ideal lost in night-mists of a vanished universe:

People who would think in legends - all a world who spoke in verse;

I can see and think and hear you - youthful scout which gently nods

From a sky with different starlights, other Edens, other gods.

Venus made of blood-warm marble, stony eyes which often flash,

You embodied in a goddess woman's beauty, charm and dash:

Arms as soft as is the thinking of an emp'ror born a poet;

Woman's own divine attraction, still enticing as I saw it.

Raphael enwrapped in dreaming as below a starry sky

- Just a spirit drunk with light-rays and with Springs that never die -

Saw you and thus dreamed of Eden - flowery and redolent, -

Saw you as a queen of heaven, 'mong the angels' merriment,

Brezeștian Teodora, Ciorea Raluca
11th grade SNE
National College “Avram Iancu ” Câmpeni

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When death did not exist, nor yet eternity,
Before the seed of life had first set living free,
When yesterday was nothing, and time had not begun,
And one included all things, and all was less than one,
When sun and moon and sky, the stars, the spinning earth
Were still part of the things that had not come to birth,
And You quite lonely stood… I ask myself with awe,
Who is this mighty God we bow ourselves before.

Ere yet the Gods existed already He was God
And out of endless water with fire the lightning shed;
He gave the Gods their reason, and joy to earth did bring,
He brought to man forgiveness, and set salvation's spring
Lift up your hearts in worship, a song of praise enfreeing,
He is the death of dying, the primal birth of being.

To him I owe my eyes that I can see the dawn,
To him I owe my heart wherein is pity born;
Whene'er I hear the tempest, I hear him pass along
Midst multitude of voices raised in a holy song;
And yet of his great mercy I beg still one behest:
That I at last be taken to his eternal rest.

Capău Denisa, Galdău Ionela
11th grade SNE
National College “Avram Iancu ” Câmpeni

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Without 'tis autumn, the wind beats on the pane

With heavy drops, the leaves high upwards sweep.

You take old letters from a crumpled heap,

And in one hour have lived your life again.

Musing, in this sweet wise the moments creep:

You pray no caller will your door attain;

Better it is when dreary falls the rain

To dream before the fire, awaiting sleep.

And thus alone, reclining in my chair,

The fairy Dochia's tale comes to my mind

While round me haze is gath'ring in the air.

Leah Mădălina, Anca Ionuț
11th grade SNE
National College “Avram Iancu ” Câmpeni

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Dreary the horn sounds in the eve on the hill,

Sheepflocks return, stars on their way twinkle still,

Watersprings weep murmuring clear, and I see

Under a tree, love, thou art waiting for me.

Holy and pure passes the moon on the sky,

Moist seem the stars born from the vault clear and high,

Longing thine eyes look from afar to divine,

Heaving thy breast, pensive thy head doth recline.

Tired with their toil, peasants come back from the field,

From the old church, labourer's comfort and shield,

Voices of bells thrill the whole sky high above;

Struck is my heart, trembling and burning with love.

Crăciun Raul, Onea Raul
11th grade SNE
National College “Avram Iancu ” Câmpeni

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LUCIFER

There was, as in the fairy tales,

As ne'er in the time's raid,

There was, of famous royal blood

A most beautiful maid.

She was her parents' only child,

Bright like the sun at noon,

And like the virgin midst the saints

And among stars the moon.

From the deep shadow of the vaults

Her step now she directs

Toward a window: at its nook

Bright Lucifer expects.

Gligor Bogdan, Goia Raul, Vodă Denis
11th grade SNE
National College “Avram Iancu ” Câmpeni