Serbia in Light and Darkness: With Preface by the Archbishop of Canterbury, (1916)Velimirović, Nikolaj
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Serbia in Light and Darkness: With Preface by the Archbishop of Canterbury, (1916)
Velimirović, Nikolaj
Proverbs, Serbian; Serbia; Serbian poetry -- Translations into English
Valve, my birthplace, which inspired me to be a Serb in soul, but rather
Prilep, Skoplje and Ochrida, the places where our spirit and our virtues
of old flourished, together with Kossovo, where our national body was
destroyed. Valevo has been very little mentioned in our national poetry,
Valevo and even Belgrade, in comparison with Macedonia. Northern Serbia
has been in our Middle Ages more a part of our body than of our soul.
But Macedonia.... A Bulgarian diplomat formerly in Rome once ironically
told a Serbian sculptor in a discussion about Macedonia: 'We Bulgars
know that King Marko of Prilep is a Serbian. Well, give us Prilep, that
is what we want, and keep King Marko for yourselves!' That is the true
Bulgarian spirit. The Greeks have understood us better. They have many
brothers of their own in Monastir and Ochrida, and still they recognised
the Serbian rights in the central and northern parts of Macedonia,
claiming for themselves only the southern part, and giving to the
Bulgars the eastern part of it. Yet they could claim Macedonia not with
less rights than the Bulgars did. Why? Because Macedonia never was the
centre of a Greek Empire, as it never was the centre of a Bulgarian
Empire. It was a provincial country of the old Byzantine Empire. It was
a country temporarily conquered by the Bulgars, the centre of the
Bulgarian kingdom being Tirnovo and its neighbourhood. But it was quite
a centre of all the best things that we Serbs created and possessed in
our past. Our national soul cannot live without this part of our
national body. I remember a conversation in Nish between a French sailor
and a Serbian writer. The French sailor said: "But you will perish if
you do not give Macedonia to the Bulgars?" The Serbian writer replied
quietly: "Let us perish for the sake of our soul!" An English gentleman
asked me the other day: "Why have you been obstinate in not yielding
Macedonia to the Bulgars, while we even are ready to yield to the
Greeks, offering them Cyprus?" "Yes," I said, "we can well appreciate
your sacrifice, but still Prilep for us is rather what Stratford--and
not Cyprus--is for you. And even I, not being an Englishman, could never
agree that you should offer Shakespeare's birthplace to anybody in the
world."
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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