Un 22 don Yuni de 1865 wucewa Angel Saavedra, Duke na Rivas, Mawaki dan Spain kuma marubucin wasan kwaikwayo, kuma sananne ne ga shahararren wasan kwaikwayo na soyayya Don Álvaro ko ofarfin Faddara, aikin alama na soyayyar soyayya Sifeniyanci Don tuna ƙwaƙwalwar sa, na zaɓi jerin guntu wannan taken.
Ángel Saavedra, Duke na Rivas
Haifaffen ciki Cordova, Ángel Saavedra ya kasance marubucin wasan kwaikwayo, mawaƙi, masanin tarihi, mai zane da kuma ɗan ƙasa. Na ra'ayoyi masu sassaucin ra'ayi, yayi yaƙi da Faransawa a yaƙin neman yanci sannan daga baya yaci mutuncin Fernando VII. Wannan ya sa shi gudun hijira a ciki Malta kuma ya sanya wasu daga cikin wakokinsa, kamar Tare da raunuka goma sha ɗaya.
Ayoyinsa na farko, sun taru a Waka kuma yana wasa kamar Ataulfo y mashi, ana tsara su a cikin neoclassicism. Amma a lokacin da yake gudun hijira a Malta ya gano aikin William Shakespeare, Walter Scott da Lord Byron kuma ya shiga harkar soyayyar tare da wakoki Wanda aka watsar, Emafarkin haramtacce o Hasken wutar Malta.
Don Álvaro ko ƙarfin ƙaddara
Aikin ne ƙaddamar da gidan wasan kwaikwayo na Mutanen Espanya kuma, ƙari, gidan wasan kwaikwayo na zamani. Wasan kwaikwayo ne a cikin ayyuka biyar ko kwanaki, a cikin karin magana da baiti. Yana da dukkanin abubuwan haɗin yau da kullun na soyayya, kamar su melancholy ko pessimism, kuma yana haɓaka taken halayya: na mutumin da ya jawo cikin abin kunya ta hanyar ƙaddarar da ba zai iya yaƙi da ita ba. Haɗuwa ne mai ban mamaki na dama da larura wanda ke jagorantar ayyukan halayen.
Jarumin shine Don Álvaro, jarumi ne cikin soyayya da Leonor, 'yar Marquis ta Calatrava. Wani dare Don Álvaro ya fado cikin dakin Leonor da nufin sace ta, amma ya yi mamakin Marquis na Calatrava. Don Álvaro ya kashe shi da gangan kuma dole ya gudu. Bayan shekaru da yawa, a lokacin da masoyan suka rayu baya, Don Álvaro a cikin yaƙin, da Leonor, ɓoye a cikin kayan ado, duk sun haɗu, amma kaddara zata hana soyayyarsu.
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Dokar I - Yanayi na VII
DON ÁLVARO: (Tare da babbar damuwa.)
Mai ta'azantar da mala'ika na raina!
Shin tsarkakakun sammai sun riga sun ba da madawwamin rawan bacci?
Farin Ciki ya nutsar dani ...
Shin muna riƙe da juna ne don kada mu rabu?
Kafin, kafin mutuwa
cewa raba ni da ku da kuma rasa ku.
DOÑA LEONOR (Cikin tashin hankali.)
Don Álvaro!
DON ALVARO.
Mai kyau na, Allahna, komai nawa ...
Me ke tayar maka da hankali da damuwa ta irin wannan hanyar?
Shin yana damun zuciyar ka ganin cewa masoyin ka
yana a wannan lokacin
mafi girman kai fiye da rana? ...
Sutura adora!
[...]
DON ALVARO.
Ms!
MALAM LEONOR.
Haba! ka karya raina ...
DON ALVARO.
Zuciyata ta farfashe ... Ina take, ina,
ƙaunarka, tabbatacciyar rantsuwar ka?
Ba daidai ba ne tare da kalmarka
rashin warwarewa da yawa a irin wannan lokacin.
Irin wannan kwatsam ...
Ban san ka ba, Leonor. Shin iska ta tashi
daga hayyacina duk fata?
Ee, Na makance a wurin
Lokacin da rana ta waye.
Zasu dauke ni matacce
daga nan, lokacin da izinin mutu ya yi imani.
Mayya mai yaudara,
Kyakkyawan hangen nesan da ka fallasa ka miƙa min haka ya warware?
Ba zato ba tsammani! Shin don Allah
ya hau kan kursiyin Madawwami,
sannan kuma ku afka cikin wuta?
Yanzu ya rage min kenan? ...
DOÑA LEONOR. (Saka kanta a cikin hannayensa.)
A'a, a'a, ina son ka.
Don Álvaro!… Kyakkyawa na!… Zo, a, zo.
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Dokar I - Yanayi na VIII
Marquis.- (Mai tsananin fushi) Muguwar lalata! Daughter Yarinyar mara kyau!
Doña Leonor .- (Jefa kanta a ƙafafun mahaifinta) Uba! Baba!
Marquis.- Ni ba mahaifinka bane ... Away ... kuma kai, mara kyau upstart ...
Don Álvaro.- Yarka ba ta da laifi… Ni ne mai laifi… Ki huce kirji na. (Ya sauka a kan gwiwa daya.)
Marquis.- Halin roƙonku yana nuna yadda ƙananan yanayinku yake ...
Don Álvaro.- (Mai tashi) Mista Marquis! ... Mista Marquis! ...
Marquis.- (Ga 'yarsa) Quita, mummunar mace. (Curra, wanda ke riƙe da hannunsa) kuma ba ku da farin ciki, shin kuna ƙoƙari ku taɓa maigidanku? (Zuwa ga bayin) Kai, hau wannan mara mutuncin, riƙe shi, ɗaure shi ...
Don Álvaro.- (Da daraja.) Mutumin da ba shi da alheri wanda ya daina girmama ni. (Ya fitar da bindiga ya hau ta).
Doña Leonor.- (Gudu zuwa Don Álvaro) Don ÁIvaro!… Me zaku yi?
Marquis.- Samu kan shi gaba ɗaya.
Don Álvaro.- Kaito ga bayinka idan sun motsa! Kaine kawai kake da hakki na huda zuciyata.
Marquis. - Kun mutu a hannun wani ɗan kirki? Ba; za ku mutu ga waɗanda ke zartarwar.
Don Álvaro.- Mista Marquis na Calatrava! Amma, ah, a'a; kana da 'yancin komai ...' Yarka ba ta da laifi ... Tsarkakakkiya kamar numfashin mala'iku da ke kewaye da kursiyin Maɗaukaki. Zaton cewa kasancewar na nan a irin wadannan awanni na iya haifar da kammalawa da mutuwata, ya fito yana nannade gawar kamar mayafin mayafina ne ... Ee, dole ne in mutu ... amma a hannuwanku. (Ya sanya gwiwa daya a kasa) Ina jira bugun ya yi murabus; Ba zan yi tsayayya da shi ba; kun riga kun kwance mini makami. (Ya jefa bindiga, wanda idan ya faɗi ƙasa sai ya harba kuma ya raunata Marquis, wanda ya faɗi ya mutu a hannun 'yarsa da bayinsa, yana ihu)
Marquis. - Na mutu! ... Oh, ni! ...
Don Álvaro.- Allahna! Makami mai ƙyama! Mummunar dare!
Doña Leonor.- Uba, uba!
Marquis.- Ajiye gefe; fitar da ni daga nan ... inda na mutu ba tare da wannan mummunar cutar ta gurɓata ni da irin wannan suna ba ...
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Dokar III - Yanayi na IV. Monologue na Don Álvaro.
Wane irin nauyi ne mara nauyi
shine mahimmin yanayi
ga karamin mutum
haife shi cikin mummunan ƙaddara!
Abin da har abada mummunan
gajeriyar rayuwa! Wannan duniyar,
Menene zurfin kurkuku,
ga mutumin da ba shi da farin ciki,
waye fushin sama yake kallo
tare da fushinsa fuska!
Da alama, eh, don auna
wanda ya fi wuya kuma ya fi ɗaci
gwargwadon abin da yake karawa, gwargwadon yadda yake karawa kenan
kaddara rayuwar mu.
Idan an ba mu
kawai wahala,
kuma takaice sosai
mai farin ciki, kamar a cikin baƙin ciki
cewa abu bai cika ba,
Mummunan abu ne haifuwa!
Zuwa ga mai nutsuwa, mai farin ciki,
zama tsakanin tafi da girmamawa,
kuma daga marassa so
lambatu da dadi chalice
lokacin da ya fi karfi kuma ya fi ruhu,
mutuwa kwanakin sa,
dukiyarsa ta wuce:
kuma ni, yaya bacin rai na,
Ni, neman ta na tafi,
Ba zan iya samun ta ba.
Amma yaya zan samu,
Rashin sa'a!
Da kyau, lokacin da aka haife ni ba farin ciki,
An haife ni ne don tsufa
Idan wannan ranar dadi
(wancan kawai na ji daɗinsa),
arziki zai gyara,
Yaya saurin mutuwa
tare da m scythe
wuyana zai yanke!