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Dominie Goat Portrait
"He was a clergyman blowgun over only at the waist, small head, red hair. There is more to be said for those who know the saying, cat or dog of that color.'s eyes, residents in the neck, seemed to look out basket, so deep and dark, it was his good site to merchants' stores, the nose, between Rome and France, because he had eaten some of búas cold, yet were not of vice because they cost money, the beard, faded in the face of fear neighbor, who, out of sheer hunger, it seemed that threatened to eat them, the teeth were missing and I do not know how that lazy and vagabonds they had been banished, and the gullet, long as ostrich, with a walnut as start, it seemed he was going to buy any food, forced the need, the arms, dry, hands, like a bunch of branches each. Half looked down, seemed fork, or bar with two long, skinny legs, his walking very slowly, if something was broken down, it sounded like shingles bones of St. Lazarus, the hectic speaking, the big beard, for never cut it for not spending; (...) He wore a hat on sunny days, mice with a thousand fat cattery and fittings, was something that was cloth, with funds from dandruff. The cassock, as some said, was miraculous, because nobody knew what color it was. Some, seeing as no hair, and had leather frog, others said it was illusion, from nearly black appeared, and from a distance, among blue sash llevábala no, he had no collar or cuffs; lacayuelo death. Each shoe could be grave of a Philistine. Well, does your room? Even spiders were in it, conjured mice, fear not some crumbs that kept Royer; the bed was on the ground, and always slept on one side, for not spending the sheets and at last he was archipobre and protomiseria. "
FRANCISCO DE QUEVEDO . History Buscón life. Cap. IV

One of the most frequent description was portrait of people, both in its physical and spiritual. When the portrait is applied only to the moral character, is called etopeya particular. Sometimes , the physical and moral in the picture is mixed.

A rule that applies to all descriptions and, therefore, for and Pictures etopeyas is this: we have to describe with accuracy and vivacity details. But not all the details have the same value ; import only those who are characteristic of the individual portrayed. This means that the mere accumulation of details is not a good portrait , on the contrary, you can do annoying and tedious.

must select thus defining traits. Thoroughness, the desire to say everything usually produces bad results. And this form is applicable to any kind of writing: radically suppress know everything that has no special significance for our purpose and that enhances the development of the subject, even if it hurts and it cost us effort "invent it."

In physical picture, matter, of course, body features and attire. Here is an example of R. Pérez de Ayala (1916): Happy
Merlo 'Merlo comes when well-known and precise. Wears a duck, pea color, canvas shoes. Sign in with his jacket and neck unbuttoned. By Descote overlook the shirt, black, snakelike flaming and strands of hair, because the lawyer is a man with chest hair. The straw hat in one hand, the other a range of wicker, like a jug with to aerate the sweaty face. Is lower than it is tall, crudely tripudo, a dark complexion retinto, threatening mustaches God and men, equal and white teeth, eyes on purpose to scorch female souls. "
(Ramón Pérez de Ayala, Prospero Merlo )

Let's see a brief portrait of the playwright Miguel Mihura written by Francisco Umbral (1977):
"Miguel Mihura had short hair and hair gracefully forward. At first pareccía a little low, but as he was no longer pareccía much. His eyes were small and smart living nice face and a tired, almost grim seriousness of all the comedians and a slow voice, deep and lazy. "
(Francisco Umbral, The night I arrived at Café Gijón , 1977)

The following is a etopeya . Leopoldo Alas "Clarín" portrays the ambitious nature of the canon Spaniard Fermin de Pas:
"No resigned to rise, the higher you could get, but every day he thought less in these ambiguities of ambition long-term, characteristic of youth. Had reached thirty-five years and the lust for power was stronger and less idealistic, was content with fewer but more strongly wanted, needed it more closely, it was not expected to hunger, thirst in the desert that burns and is satisfied in the pool impure without waiting to discover the source you are away in an unknown location. Without admitting it, sometimes felt faint of will and faith in himself that gave him chills thinking of such moments that perhaps he would never be anything of what he had aspired to, which may limit his career would current or a bad bishop in old age, all sarcasm. When these ideas came over him, to overcome and forget was delivered with fury to enjoy the present, the power he had in his hand devoured his dam, the ancient Levitical like a caged lion vile pieces of meat that the trainer throws. "
Leopoldo Alas" Clarín ", The Regent, 1884)

As in painting, portrait of a writer himself called autorretato . Here are the most famous self-portrait of English literature of Miguel de Cervantes (1613):

"This you see here, aquiline face, hair brown, smooth forehead and unencumbered, of merry eyes and hooked nose, but well proportioned silver beard, who has twenty years ago was golden whiskers large, small mouth, tiny teeth or not grown because he has only six, and those in bad condition and worse positions because they have no correspondence with each other, the body between two extremes, neither large nor small, living color, before white than dark, somewhat stooped, and not very fleet of foot, say it is the face of the author of La Galatea and Don Quijote de la Mancha , and who made the trip Parnassus, in imitation of César Caporal Perugino, and other works out there misguided and, perhaps, without the name of its owner. Commonly called Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra. He was a soldier for many years, five and a half in captivity, where he learned to be patient in adversity. Lost in the naval battle of Lepanto the left hand of a arquebus, wound, although it seems ugly, he is beautiful, for having taken on the most memorable and high time that saw the past centuries, and expect to see coming, militating under the victorious banners of the son of the thunderbolt of war, Charles V, of happy memory. "
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Antonio Machado - Biography

1 .- BIOGRAPHICAL APPROACH
My childhood memories are of a patio Seville,
and a garden where the mature lemon tree
my youth, twenty years in the land of Castile
my story, few things you do not want.
( Campos de Castilla, 1912)

1.1. Sevilla, 1875-1883
born in Seville on July 26, 1875. It was the second son of Antonio Machado y Alvarez and Ana Ruiz. His father was a noted scholar of folklore and his grandfather was Professor of Natural Sciences at the University of Seville. The ideological climate that was present in his family was a liberal progressive, very close to krausismo. This familial condition the life, work and thought of Antonio Machado.

1.2. Madrid, 1883-1907
In 1883, the family must move to Madrid, as the grandfather obtained a professorship at the Universidad Central and the Machado family financially dependent on him. Once in Madrid, Antonio Machado studied in the Free Institution of Teaching Francisco Giner de los Ríos. Strongly influence this institution in himself, bringing, among other values \u200b\u200b
  • Rationalism.
  • Love of nature.
  • taste for dialogue as a means of learning.
  • Interest in popular folklore.
  • rating work.
  • secular education.
These values \u200b\u200bcan be seen in all his work, but the poem is dedicated to Francisco Giner de Los Rios (1) better which states:

As was the master ,
light this morning
told me three days Van
Francisco my brother does not work.
Did he die? ...
only know that he left us a clear road,
saying: Make me
a duel of work and hope.
Be good and no more, be what I have been
among you: a soul.
Vivid, life goes on,
the dead are dead and the shadows pass;
leads who leaves and lives he has lived.
Anvils, dream, silence, bells!
And purer light to another
brother broke the light of dawn, the sun
workshops,
the jolly old saint's life.
... Oh, yes, friends, carry
your body the mountain,
the blue peaks of the width
Guadarrama!
There are deep ravines
green pines where the wind sings.
His heart rests under an oak
caste,
ground thyme, where they play
gilded butterflies ... There
teacher one day
dreamed of a new flowering of Spain.
(1) Don Francisco Giner, founder of the Free Institution of Education, was one of the professors Machado loved and admired. The poem, written after three days of dying Giner, the magazine was published in Spain on February 26, 1915.

In 1889 began high school studies, which take place irregularly and not get finished until 1900.
Madrid
These early years are training and approach to literature to support gatherings, the bohemian life of Madrid, some publications and collaborations in the beginning of his poetic work as modernist trends that were fashionable at the time. In recent years
second trip to Paris in 1899 and 1902 - where she meets Ruben Dario which learn important lessons that poetic and always admire.
In 1903 appeared the first book of Antonio Machado - Solitudes - and begins to edit the magazine Helios, which will work most interesting poets of Modernism: Antonio and Manuel Machado, Villaespesa, Juan Ramón Jiménez, Valle Inclan, among others.

1.3. Soria, 1907-1912
contested to decide in 1906 to French chairs of secondary schools and earned a place in Soria where he lived until 1912.
In 1907 he published his second book, Solitudes. Galleries. Other poems .
In 1909 Machado married Leonor Izquierdo, a young 15-year-old daughter of the owners of the boarding house where he lived.
Between 1910 and 1911 lives in Paris where he received a grant to extend studies of French philology. While in Paris in the summer of 1911, the wife of Antonio Machado ill with tuberculosis and the couple must return to Soria. A year later, Leonor die, following which it decided to abandon Soria Antonio Machado.
In 1912 Campos de Castilla published few days before the death of his wife.

1.4. Baeza, 1912-1919
Antonio Machado In 1912 he moved to Baeza. It's reunion with his land of Andalusia birth, although the state of mind after the death of the wife is completely dejected.
In Baeza, Machado, will meet with provincial Andalusia, boring, that the poet will be very critically. While in Baeza, Antonio Machado began writing The complementary , a notebook that will be published after the poet's death in Seville.
see the light in 1917 an anthology of his poetry and the first edition of his Complete Poems .

1.5. Segovia, 1919-1932
Machado in 1919 obtained a place in the Institute of Segovia. Antonio Machado in Segovia find an environment more in keeping with their cultural tastes and begin to participate in the activities of the recent People's University, which aims at spreading culture to the social sectors are traditionally more away from it. In recent years, the author writes mostly literary criticism and essays, gradually abandoning poetry.
In 1924 appeared the book of poems New Songs, which includes poems written in Baeza and Segovia. It begins in the years to write plays in collaboration with his brother Manuel.
In 1927 he was elected member of the Royal Academy, but did not occupy his chair.
1928 is an important date because it knows Pilar Valderrama, a woman who will become the Guiomar of his last poems, and which maintain a relationship that will truncate the outbreak of the Civil War in 1936:
............. ..... From sea to sea between the two war
.................. deeper than the sea (...)
.................. The war gave the strongest pit love (...)

1.6. Madrid, 1932-1936
In 1932 finally gets moving to Madrid, where he participates in the cultural environments of the capital. In
1936 saw the publication of Juan de Mairena, a work that brings together previously published articles in newspapers and magazines.

1.7. Madrid, Valencia, Barcelona, \u200b\u200bCollioure, 1936-1939
in 1936 declaring the Civil War and Antonio Machado take sides decidedly republican legality, working in magazines and cultural activities Republican. In November 1936, before the siege of the capital of Spain, Antonio Machado moved to Valencia.
1937: publishes a book War, which contains poems and prose with themes and motifs revolve around race.
De Valencia will move, and sick to Barcelona and from there, due to the proximity of the Franco forces, will go into exile in January 1939.
February 22, 1939 in the French town of Collioure, the poet dies. The last verse I wrote said ...
......................................... These days the sun blue and childhood

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Antonio Machado - Portrait


PORTRAIT:::
................... ......... My childhood memories are of a courtyard in Seville,
............................ and a garden where the mature lemon tree
............................ my youth, twenty years in the land of Castile
............................ my story, few things you do not want.

............................ Not a seductive Manara, nor have been
Bradomin ............................ -ya know my awkward sartorial dressing-
............................ but I got the arrow assigned Cupid
............................ and loved as they may have in hospital.

............................ There is in my veins blood drops Jacobin
............................ but my verse serene spring flows;
............................ and more than a man who knows his use doctrine,
............................ 'm in the best sense of the word, good.

............................ I love the beauty and aesthetics in the modern
............................ cut the old garden roses from Ronsard;
............................ love but not the makeup of the current cosmetic
............................ Nor am I a bird those of the new gay-chirping.

............................ despise the ballads of
holes tenors ............................ and the chorus of crickets that sing to the moon.
............................ A distinction I stop the voices of the echoes,
............................ and listen only, between the voices, one.

............................ Am classical or romantic? I do not know. I want to leave
............................ my poetry as the captain left his sword
............................ famous for the hand that brandished virile,
............................ not the smith trade learned valuable.

............................ talk to the man who always goes with me
............................ , who speaks only hope to talk to God one day, "
............................ my soliloquy is a conversation with this good friend
............................ who taught me the secret of philanthropy.

............................ And after all, I owe you nothing, you owe me all I have written.
............................ to my work I go, my money paid
............................ the dress that covers me and the house I inhabit,
............................ the bread me and the bed where I lie.

............................ And when the day of the last trip,
............................ and stay on the ship that never returns,
............................ find me a little luggage aboard,
............................ almost naked, like the children of the sea.

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Antonio Machado - On the banks of the Duero

...... was mid July. It was a beautiful day.
I, alone, the stony ground by bankruptcies up, looking
shadow bends slowly.
At intervals I paused to wipe my brow
and give some respite to the chest heaving,
or, grievously step
body forward and towards the right hand up and leaning on a cane
, by way of pastoral staff,
climbed the hills to live birds of prey
high, trampling the grass Rangers
strong-smelling rosemary, thyme, sage, lavender. On the citrus fields
fell blazing sun.
...... A hawk with broad wings with a majestic solo flight
crossed the pure blue sky.
I could see, far, a high mountain, sharp and a round mound
which embroidered coat, and blue
hillsides on the brown earth scattered
-rags of an old war-harness,
the bald Serrezuela where Duero
twists to form the crooked bow of an archer
about Soria. -Soria is a barbican,
to Aragon, which has the English tower.
saw the horizon darkened
closed by hills crowned with oak and oak;
bare crags, some humble meadow where the merino
pace and the bull, kneeling on the grass
, rumination, the banks of river
show off their green poplars to clear summer sun,
and silently, far passengers
so tiny! -Cars, horse and mule drivers, "
cross the long bridge, and under the stone arches
darken the silvery waters
del Duero.
...... The Duero crosses the heart of oak and Iberia
Castilla.
...... ...... ...... Oh, sad and noble land,
of the high plains and barren and rocky, without plows
fields, groves and rivulets,
crumbling cities, roads with inns,
and astonished rustics without dances and songs are still
, leaving the dull home,
as your long rivers, Castile, to the sea!
...... Castilla miserable, dominating yesterday, wrapped in her rags
despises it ignores.
Wait, sleeping or dreaming? Does Gore
remember, when he had the fever of the sword?
Everything is moving, flowing, running, running, or tour;
change the sea and the mountains and the eye that sees them. Did
? About the ghost fields still stiff
of a people who put God on the war.
...... mother once fertile captains,
stepmother is now just humble drudges. Castilla
is not so generous that one day, when Myo Cid
Rodrigo de Vivar the back,
proud of his new wealth, and opulence,
to give to the orchards of Valencia Alfonso;
or after the adventure accredited their brightness,
called for the conquest of the Indians
immense rivers to the court, the mother of soldiers, warriors and leaders
have to turn, charged
silver and gold to Spain, royal galleons,
for prey crows for the fight lions. Philosophers
convent soup nourished
idly contemplate the vast firmament;
and if they come in dreams, like a distant rumor,
spring clamor of merchants from the Levant,
not come even ask what happens?
And the war has opened the doors of your home.
...... Castilla miserable, dominating yesterday, wrapped in her rags
despises it ignores.
...... The sun is declining.
distant city I get a harmonious sound of bell
-and go to their bereaved old Rosary. Among the rocks
out two pretty weasels;
look at me and away, run, and appear
again, so curious! ... The fields are obscured. By the way
target is the inn open
the darkened field and the stony desert.