to the filipino youth
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Poem’s of Dr. Jose Rizal
By: Harold Eugene Q. Urmaza
3rd Poem• To The Filipino
Youth
4th Poem• They Ask Me for
Verses
3rd
•TO THE FILIPINO YOUTH
•University of Santo Tomas
•Presented in Manila Lyceum of Art and Literature
Where
•1879
•At the age of 18 yrs. old
When
•Filipino Youth
For
First Place
TO THE FILIPINO YOUTH
To have self- confidence
Youth as the Hope of the Nation
Asks the Filipino youth
Raise your standards & aim high
1st & 2nd StanzaHold high the brow serene,
O youth, where now you stand;Let the bright sheen
Of your grace be seen,Fair hope of my fatherland!
Come now, thou genius grand,And bring down inspiration;
With thy mighty hand,Swifter than the wind's violation,
Raise the eager mind to higher station.
TO THE FILIPINO YOUTH
humble yourselves
free yourselves from Deception
Fight with knowledge
to see for yourselves how the Spaniards prosper in our home land and see how the Filipinos suffer from it.
3rd & 4th StanzaCome down with pleasing lightOf art and science to the fight,
O youth, and there untieThe chains that heavy lie,Your spirit free to blight.
See how in flaming zoneAmid the shadows thrown,The Spaniard's holy hand
A crown's resplendent bandProffers to this Indian land.
TO THE FILIPINO YOUTH Rise up and seek what your heart desires
You are the voice of change and comfort
5th & 6th StanzaThou, who now wouldst rise
On wings of rich empires,Seeking from Olympian skies
Songs of sweetest strain,Softer than ambrosial rain;
Thou, whose voice divineRivals Philomel's refrain
And with varied lineThrough the night benignFrees mortality from pain;
TO THE FILIPINO YOUTH
You give hope and life.
your intelligence is for forever
Pertains to the Filipino youth who can make something
7th & 8th StanzaThou, who by sharp strifeWakest thy mind to life ;And the memory bright
Of thy genius' lightMakest immortal in its strength ;
And thou, in accents clearOf Phoebus, to Apelles dear ;Or by the brush's magic art
Takest from nature's store a part,To fig it on the simple canvas' length ;
TO THE FILIPINO YOUTH
Go and spread to the world how great Filipinos are
Thank your country for nurturing you
9th & 10th StanzaGo forth, and then the sacred fire
Of thy genius to the laurel may aspire ;To spread around the fame,
And in victory acclaim,Through wider spheres the human name.
Day, O happy day,Fair Filipinas, for thy land!So bless the Power to-day
That places in thy wayThis favor and this fortune grand !
4th
•THEY ASK ME FOR VERSES
•Madrid
•Declaimed New Year’s Eve at the reception of the Madrid Filipinos
Where
•Upon joining Circulo Hispano-Filipino
•Declaimed December 31, 1882
When
•Upon request of the Circulo Hispano-Filipino members
For
THEY ASK ME FOR VERSES
They ask him to write a poem but founds it to be
difficult
Can’t find inspiration
His mind is in confusion
he can’t feel nor express himself well while writing in a very sad state
1st StanzaThey bid me strike the lyre
so long now mute and broken, but not a note can I waken nor will my muse inspire!
She stammers coldly and babbles when tortured by my mind;
she lies when she laughs and thrills as she lies in her lamentation,
for in my sad isolation my soul nor frolics nor feels.
THEY ASK ME FOR VERSES
memories from the past that he
cherish and longs for that he won’t forget.
2nd StanzaThere was a time, 'tis true,
but now that time has vanished when indulgent love or friendship
called me a poet too. Now of that time there lingers
hardly a memory, as from a celebration
some mysterious refrain that haunts the ears will remain
of the orchestra's actuation.
THEY ASK ME FOR VERSES
He is talking about his homeland and the pain of
leaving
His inspirations in writing
3rd StanzaA scarce-grown plant I seem,
uprooted from the Orient, where perfume is the atmosphere
and where life is a dream. O land that is never forgotten!
And these have taught me to sing: the birds with their melody,
the cataracts with their force and, on the swollen shores, the murmuring of the sea.
THEY ASK ME FOR VERSES
Memories of his homeland in his childhood days
How bad he wants the world to know about his countries beauty
4th StanzaWhile in my childhood days
I could smile upon her sunshine, I felt in my bosom, seething,
a fierce volcano ablaze. A poet was I, for I wanted
with my verses, with my breath, to say to the swift wind: "Fly and propagate her renown!
Praise her from zone to zone, from the earth up to the sky!"
THEY ASK ME FOR VERSES He left his homeland not because he desires
He want to change his fate
He seeks prosperity but in the process he felt sadness
V
I left her! My native hearth, a tree despoiled and shrivelled,
no longer repeats the echo of my old songs of mirth.
I sailed across the vast ocean, craving to change my fate, not noting, in my madness,
that, instead of the weal I sought, the sea around me wrought
the spectre of death and sadness.
THEY ASK ME FOR VERSES
He had left behind his own desires in his homeland
as he continues that path he suffers and feels death to his spirit
The dreams of younger hours, love, enthusiasm, desire,
have been left there under the skies of that fair land of flowers. Oh, do not ask of my heart
that languishes, songs of love! For, as without peace I tread this desert of no surprises, I feel that my soul agonizes and that my spirit is dead.
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