Day of the book. Selection of famous phrases and fragments of literature

Other Day of the book, but very atypical and sad also because we can't go out to celebrate. We can't go buy one, the one we wanted so much and came out this month, the one we were going to give away, whatever it is. There are those at home, but it is not the same. Today was day of Don Quixote reading, to walk through the Ramblas with one in hand and in the other a rose. It was day of book fairs here and there, from writers signatures and readers always hungry for more good stories. But this year does not touch.

Today I bring one tiny and personal selection of phrases and fragments of works (theater, novel and poetry) of the Spanish literature of all time. It is a small consolation and hope that next year we will once again celebrate a Book Day in the best conditions.

Selection of literary fragments

Prisoner's romance. Anonymous

That by May it was, by May,

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when it's hot

when the wheats shine

and the fields are in bloom,

when the calender sings

and the nightingale answers,

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when the lovers

they will serve love,

but me, sad, cared,

that I live in this prison,

I don't even know when it is daytime

nor when the nights are,

but for a little bird

that sang to me at dawn.

A crossbowman kill her;

God give him a bad reward.

***

Coplas for the death of his father. jorge manrique

Remember the sleeping soul,
enliven the brain and wake up
watching
how life is passed,
how death comes
so quiet;
how quickly the pleasure goes;
how after agreed
gives pain;
how in our opinion
any past time
It was better.

***

Don Quixote. Miguel de Cervantes

—Freedom, Sancho, is one of the most precious gifts that the heavens gave to men; With it, the treasures that the earth contains and the sea cannot be equaled; for freedom as well as for honor one can and must venture life, and, on the contrary, captivity is the greatest evil that can come to men.

***

The life is dream. Calderon de la Barca

I dream i'm here
of these loaded prisons,
and I dreamed that in another state
the more flattering I saw myself.
What is life? A frenzy.
What is life? An illusion,
a shadow, a fiction,
and the greatest good is small:
That all life is a dream
y los sueños, sueños son.

***

Pirate song. Jose de Espronceda

That is my ship my treasure,
that freedom is my god,
my law, the force and the wind,
my only homeland, the sea.

***

Don Juan Tenorio. Jose Zorrilla

How those damned screams!
But, bad lightning strike me
yes in concluding the letter
they don't pay dearly for their screams!

***

The Regenta. Leopoldo Alas "Clarin"

The heroic city napped. The south wind, hot and lazy, pushed the whitish clouds that ripped apart as they ran north. In the streets there was no more noise than the strident noise of the eddies of dust, rags, straws and papers, which went from stream to stream, from sidewalk to sidewalk, from corner to corner, fluttering and chasing each other, like butterflies seeking and they flee and that the air envelops in its invisible folds.

***

I go dreaming roads. Antonio Machado

In my heart I had
the thorn of a passion;
I managed to rip it off one day:
I no longer feel my heart.

***

La casa de Bernarda Alba. Federico Garcia Lorca

What I order is done here. You can no longer go with the story to your father. Thread and needle for females. Whip and a mule for the man. That's what people are born with.

***

Olive trees. Miguel Hernandez

Andalusians of Jaén,
haughty olive trees,
tell me in my soul: who,
who raised the olive trees?

They were not raised by nothing,
neither the money, nor the lord,
but the quiet land,
work and sweat.

***

Captain Alatriste. Arturo Perez-Reverte

He was not the most honest man or the most pious, but he was a brave man.

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