List Of Poems Of Jose Rizal
Here is a
list of Jose Rizal's poems:
Mi Ultimo Adios
To the Philippines
Our Mother Tongue
Memories of My Town
Hymn to Labor
A Poem that Has No Title
Song of Maria Clara
To the Philippine Youth
Education Gives Luster to the Motherland
To the Virgin Mary
Sa Aking Mga Kabata
Rizal Mercado y Alonso Realonda Quintos (June 19, 1861 –
December 30, 1896, Bagumbayan), was a Chinese Filipino
polymath: a poet, writer, artist, intellectual, and
educator. He was a nationalist and the pre-eminent
advocate for reforms in the Philippines during the
Spanish colonial era. Rizal's 1896 court-martial and
execution made him a martyr of the Philippine
Revolution. He is widely considered the most prominent
Filipino and a national hero.Since Philippine
Independence, the anniversary of Rizal's death has been
commemorated as a national holiday.
Jose Rizal's poems:
Mary by Jose Rizal
Mary, sweet peace, solace dear
Of pained mortal ! You're the fount
Whence emanates the stream of succor,
That without cease our soil fructifies.
From thy throne, from heaven high,
Kindly hear my sorrowful cry!
And may thy shining veil protect
My voice that rises with rapid flight.
Thou art my Mother, Mary, pure;
Thou'll be the fortress of my life;
Thou'll be my guide on this angry sea.
If ferociously vice pursues me,
If in my pains death harasses me,
Help me, and drive away my woes!
Tongue by Jose Rizal
A poem originally in Tagalog written by Rizal when he
was only eight years old
IF truly a people dearly love
The tongue to them by Heaven sent,
They'll surely yearn for liberty
Like a bird above in the firmament.
BECAUSE by its language one can judge
A town, a barrio, and kingdom;
And like any other created thing
Every human being loves his freedom.
ONE who doesn't love his native tongue,
Is worse than putrid fish and beast;
AND like a truly precious thing
It therefore deserves to be cherished.
THE Tagalog language's akin to Latin,
To English, Spanish, angelical tongue;
For God who knows how to look after us
This language He bestowed us upon.
AS others, our language is the same
With alphabet and letters of its own,
It was lost because a storm did destroy
On the lake the bangka 1 in years bygone.
Kundiman by Jose Rizal
Truly hushed today
Are my tongue and heart
Harm is discerned by love
And joy flies away,
'Cause the Country was
Vanquished and did yield
Through the negligence
Of the one who led.
But the sun will return to dawn;
In spite of everything
Will be liberated;
The Filipino name
Will return perhaps
And again become
In vogue in the world.
We shall shed
Blood and it shall flood
Only to emancipate
The native land;
While the designated time
Does not come,
Love will rest
And anxiety will sleep.
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