Eminescu was only 20 when Titu Maiorescu, the top literary critic in 1870 Romania dubbed him "a real poet", in an essay where only a handful of the Romanian poets of the time were spared Maiorescu's harsh criticism. He was proclaimed Romania's national poet, not because he wrote in an age of national revival, but rather because he was received as an author of paramount significance by Romanians in all provinces. Even today, he is considered the national poet of Romania, Moldova, and of the Romanians who live in the Ukrainian part of Bucovina.
From Tisa to the Nistru's tide All Romania's people cried That they could no longer stir For the rabbled foreigner. From Hotin down to the sea Rides the Muscal cavalry; From the sea back to Hotin Nothing but their host is seen; While from Dorna to Boian Seems the plague has spread its ban; Leaving on our land a scar That you scarcely know it more. Up the mountains down the dale, Have our foes flung far their trail. From Sacele to Satmar Only foreign lords there are; While Romanians one and all Like the crab must backwards crawl. And reversed is everything: Spring for them is no more spring, Summer is no longer summer, They, at home, the foreign comer. From Turnu up to Dorohoi Does the alien horde deploy Who has sent them to these parts, May the dogs eat out their hearts; May the night their homes efface, And with them this shameless race. May his widow live astray Children's bread ever deny. Stephen, mighty emperor, You in Putna reign no more. While his holy Prelacy Guards alone the monastery, Where the priests in fervent prayer Of the saints take pious care. Let them toll the bells away, All the night and all the day, And the gracious Lord invoke That he come and save your folk ! Stephen rise up from the ground, And your battle trumpet sound All Moldavia gathered round. Blow your trumpet just one blare, All Moldavia will be there; Let your trumpet blazed two That the forests follow you; Let your trumpet blazed three, That our foes demolished be From the mountains to the sea, That the crows may hear their knell And the gallows-tree as well. And our fertile fields enjoy. With their rumbling trains they come Making all our voices dumb, And our birds so much affray That in haste they fly away. Nothing now but withered thorn Does the Christian's hearth adorn. And the smiling earth they smother; Forest-good Romanian brother - You too bend before their tide, And the very springs they've dried. Sad is this our countryside.
He was a Romanian novelist, short story writer, journalist and political figure, who twice served as republican head of state under the communist regime. He was born in Paşcani, in western Moldavia. One of the most prolific Romanian-language writers, he is remembered mostly for his historical and adventure novels, like: Neamul Şoimăreştilor ("The Şoimăreşti Family"), Fraţii Jderi ("The Jderi Brothers"), Zodia Cancerului ("Under the Sign of the Crab"), Baltagul ("The Hatchet").
The Hatchet is a 1930 crime novel written by M. Sadoveanu. It is one of the first Romanian novels. It is about a woman called Vitoria Lipan and her husband, Nechifor Lipan, who went to buy some sheep from Dorna, and never came back. Vitoria, a fearless woman, went with her son to find her lost husband. The famous novel was turned into a movie in 1969 by the director Mircea Muresan.
Ion Creangă was a Romanian writer, storyteller and memoirist. Creangă was born in the village of Humuleşti, located in the foothills of the Eastern Carpathians, in northern Moldavia, in 1837. As the first child of eight, Creangă's mother wanted him to be educated for Orthodox priesthood. Details of Creangă's youth can be extracted from his Amintiri din copilărie ("Memories of My Childhood") Some of his most famous stories are Moş Ion Roată şi Unirea, Dănilă Prepeleac, Povestea porcului, Fata babei şi fata moşului,Povestea povestilor and Ivan Turbincă. He retired as a teacher in 1887.