Category Archives: 19th Century

Curros Enríquez- The Virgin of the Crystal Part III

They must have loved each other a lot The servants of Mazcareñas They must have loved each other a lot For them to be talking at such length. Every night they are seated On a great stone bench Talking to … Continue reading

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Curros Enríquez- The Virgin of the Crystal Part II

I Near to the city of Ourense, On the way to Celanova, Where the wind is warmer That whips Galician lands, With a circle of mountains Skirting around it, an ever green Flowery vale stretches out, Covered with aromatic herbs, … Continue reading

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Curros Enríquez- The Virgin of the Crystal, Part I

The Virgin of the Crystal A Legend You young girls of Vilanova, You have good reason to talk; For there is no Virgin in the world Like the Virgin of the Crystal. Burning souls born to cry A science that … Continue reading

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Rosalía de Castro as Penelope

From the four cardinal points of our good planet, -young despite its many wrinkles- thousands of minds, active and powerful in broadening the fields of Science- so vast now that Reason gets lost in their immense undergrowth- come for the … Continue reading

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The Girl at the Fountain

I saw you on a clear night, It was Midsummer´s Eve, And you were putting fresh herbs Out in the fountain to cool. Ah, but you were so pretty Like the rose on the rosebush When it is covered all … Continue reading

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En las Orillas del Sar

In the organ’s echoes or the wind’s words In a star’s shining or a drop of rain, She felt you all round, saw you everywhere Without ever finding you. Maybe she found you, found you and lost you Again, in … Continue reading

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I caught her alone in the pines Overcome by the dawning of fear; She wanted to run but couldn’t, Knowing the kind of beast I am. She pleaded with me on her knees On her knees with me she pleaded; … Continue reading

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Xuan María Acebal

He follows behind the lazy cows And turns a deep furrow with the plough: When weeding he pulls out the bad growth And thins out the maize when it’s overgrown; When reaping he makes piles of cornstalks Or cobs to … Continue reading

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Eduardo Pondal

Queixumes dos Pinos, ed. Miguel Mato Fondo ( Vigo: AS.PG, 1996) 33 At the hour when the sweet star of morning Begins to soften and melt, With his well-horned goats from the mountain Coming along in front, The Celtic shepherd … Continue reading

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Rosalía de Castro: Word and Idea

Word and idea- a chasm gapes Between them, sublime orator. If you once loved, tell me: when you loved Is it not true you lost your tongue? And in your hate did you not keep Silent the ice of your … Continue reading

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