Lope de Vega "single-handedly created the Spanish national theatre," writes Roberto González Echevarría in the introduction to this new translation of. Fuenteovejuna / Lope de Vega ; translated by G.J. Racz ; with an introduction by Roberto González Echevarría Vega, Lope de, Translation and introd. by William E. Colford. pages, , English, Book, 7 & Possibly online. Rennert, Hugo Albert, The Life of Lope de Vega (Whitefish: Kessinger Publishing, ) DON MANRIQUE, Grand Master qf the Order of Santiago DON RODRIGO TELLEZ GIRON, Grand Master qf the. Does he know the man who's waiting Is Fernau Gomez de Guzman?.
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Fuente Ovejuna by Lope de Vega; 67 editions; First published in ; Subjects: Drama, History, Readers, Spanish drama, Spanish language, Spanish. is not a contemporary one but the translation of a classic,. Fuenteovejuna, set in 15th-century Spain, by Lope de Vega. (), the defining figure of the. century production of Fuenteovejuna, like that of Garcia Lorca's La Barraca, . terrain of Lope in English translation,9 shows clearly how the writing practice of.
Laurencia: What? Laurencia is usually rigor. Without love, there could be keep even the world. Meng: I do not know to philosophize; read, I wish I knew! But if the elements live in eternal discord, and receive the same food our bodies, anger and sadness, phlegm and blood, of course.
Harmony is pure love, because love is live. Meng: I warn the natural I do not deny the value. Love is, and that each governs all things, forced correlation how much you look here; and I have never denied that everyone has love, for your humor, that keeps it in your state.
My hand to hit next defend my face; my foot, fleeing, clog damage the body has. Meng: That love has no man rather than to his own person. Meng: That's called esteem, and not wanting. What is love? Laurencia is a desire beauty. Meng: That beauty Why love the aims? Laurencia: To enjoy it. Meng: I think so. For the taste you try, Is not it for himself? Laurencia: That's right.
Meng: Then why self-love each it seeks the good content? Laurencia's true.
Pascual: In terms have entered that, perhaps, purifies the skull of the wise cademias and its schools. Laurencia Well said, and do not wheels to persuade their grievances. Give thanks, Mengo, to the heavens, you did not love. Meng: Do you love yourself? Laurencia: My own honor.
Leafy: God will punish you with jealousy. Laurencia not want it, I have a little experience.
How do I give sentence? Leafy: What more than this disdain? Leafy: This is the commander servant. Laurencia Gentil hawk! Where do well, relative? Laurencia: Ferdinand comes here? Leafy: Tell us how it happened. To undertake the day of this city, which already has name of Ciudad Real, joined the gallant master two thousand infants lucid of his vassals brave and three hundred horse of lay and Freiler; because it requires the Red Cross few have it to the chest, even of a sacred order; more against the Moors, of course.
He left the boy bizarre with a green coat, embroidered with gold figures, bracelets only the sleeves were caught, six frogs light up. A stout steed, Dappled gray that Betis drank water, and on its banks outperformed the grass fertile codon carved ribbons suede, and curl crested White caught in loops, that snow flies bathing the white skin equal work weaves. Beside Fernan Gomez your lord, in a strong molasses, black capes, since with white baby. About Turkish jacerina, shining breastplate and carapace, orange border with draws, than gold and pearl trim.
The helmet, which crowned with white feathers, it seems that orange color those blossoms pour; arm tight league Red and white with moving Ash launches a whole by that even in Granada fear. The city was put into a weapon; say they do not want to leave the royal crown and heritage advocate. It is so worrying and so loved, who believe one who in so few years fight, punish and conquer, must be in another age African ray fertile so many blue moons Red Cross to hold.
The commander and all has done so many favors, the sack of the city of his estate seems. But now the music plays; joyfully receive him, that the triumph of wills are the best laurels. Vivan los Guzmanes! Vivan los Girones!
If peace soft sweet reason. Overcoming Moriscos strong as an oak, Reale City is victor; that Fuenteovejuna brings the banners. Viva many years, Fernan Gomez alive! But how much you be loved deserving you? ESTEBAN: Fuenteovejuna and the regiment have honored today, I pray that you receive and importunate a small present, that these cars bring, sir, not without shame, of wills and trees bizarre rich rather than gifts. The first polidos bring two buckets of mud; ganadillo goose is a whole networks that send their heads to sing vues military valor.
Ten fatlings salt, bold pieces no other giblets and sausage, and amber rather than gloves, peel. One hundred pairs of capons and chickens widowers who have left their cocks you look in the neighboring villages.
Here they have no weapons or horses, no gold embroidered trappings, gold if not the love of their subjects. Cheese and other things not excused I will not give you an account. Right chest of wills that you have earned; and to you and to your home, enjoy your meal. Commander: I am very grateful. Id, regiment, in good time. ALONSO: Rest, sir, now, and you very welcome; see this belfry and rushes to your threshold were Oriental pearls, and more deserve, where possible on the villa.
Commander: I think so, gentlemen. Go with God. Laurencia: What sends your ladyship? Well, by God! Laurencia: Do you talk with you, Pascuala? Pascual: Yes, sir; but not for such cases. Commander: Come in, past the threshold; men there, you have no fear. Laurencia mayors If entered, one that I am the daughter, Sign addled well, but if not Commander: That repair not to do what I say!
Laurencia: We do not grip. Enter Laurencia Flores, let us pass. Pascual: Well to Faith! Fork, do not give Laurencia: your master is not enough presented much meat? Laurencia: Bust of bad pain! There has to be able to endure what he has to say when we go without them. If something you want to thrive, or must be patient, or has to leave quickly.
Exeunt both. And it's good to win the hand before the damage we see; if not remedied, The very fact is plain. KING: They do not refuse me.
A lot of that had have your title; but it could bring us down This honor adverse fate. The famous Don Rodrigo Tellez Giron, whose efforts is extreme value, though it is so tender age Master of Calatrava, him, pretending to widen the honor of the assignment, put us tight enclosure. With courage warn us, its strength to resist, therefore, that rivulets the blood of the dead. He is in possession, and his subjects will be, own, to our regret, not to remedy soon.
There, with more freedom from which we can say, has to his subjects all others happy. KING: Do you have a captain?
ISABEL: This case does not require space to be remedied; which is contrary to the bold acquires the same value; and may in Portugal, finding safe harbor enter by Extremadura and causing great harm KING: Don Manrique, depart then carrying two companies; remedy its excesses little to no rest. I will limit to its excess if living in me never ceases. Exeunt all.
Laurencia and leafy Salen Laurencia: A half twist cloth, wanted, daring Frondoso not to give what to say deviate from the stream; tell your excesses all the people murmuring, I look and I look at you and we all bring on the eye.
And as you are lad of those who trample, spirited, and exceeding the other dress bizarre and costly everywhere there are young, or guy on the lawn or grove, claims are not saying one that already are; and wait all day the sexton Juan Chamorro We take the podium Piporro in leaving. And look better barns blond wheat in August crowded and overflowing, and jars of grape, such imagination I have come to anger: neither reveals nor grieves me or care put into it.
Leafy: Maybe I have thy scorn, Laurencia beautiful, I take, in danger of seeing, life, when I hear you. If you know that I intend wanting to be your husband, das bad prize to my faith. Laurencia not know is that I take another. Leafy: It is possible that does not hurt see me so careful and imagining you or drink, sleep or eat? Possible "is so strictly in that angelic face? Live heaven, Rabbi! I ask you now Leafy health and both, like pigeons, we, together peaks roaring with lullabies, after giving us the church Leafy: Alas!
The gentleman is this. Laurencia comes to pulling a deer. Hide in these branches. Lush: And how jealous I hide! Laurencia, rested a bit here having washed cloths; and so, the stream around me, if you send your lordship. But if you could sometimes Please flee my love, now do not want the field secret and only friend; you do not have to be alone as pride, your face Mr you have run away, keepin 'me on so little.
Do not give up Sebastiana Pedro Redondo woman, to be married both of these, and Martin del Pozo, having just passed two days of betrothal? The city was of strategic importance due to its location near the border of Castile. After no single guilty party was found, Ferdinand pardoned the villagers from Fuenteovejuna. The village and villagers of Fuenteovejuna are introduced and speak of love.
The Commander enters and attempts to take two of the women, Laurencia and Pascuala, back to his castle, but they resist and escape.
Later, two young lovers, Laurencia and Frondoso, meet in the forest. When the Commander approaches, Frondoso hides and watches as the Commander attempts to force himself on Laurencia. As the Commander has put down his crossbow , Frondoso steps out and takes it.
As Laurencia escapes his grasp, Frondoso points the crossbow at the Commander, but does not threaten him, leaving with only the crossbow as the Commander curses both of them.
Act II begins in the village with a discussion among the peasants that is interrupted by the entrance of the Commander. He demands Esteban, Laurencia's father, to allow him to have her but he refuses and the Commander takes this as an insult.
A soldier enters and begs the Commander to return to Ciudad Real Royal City which has just been surrounded by the forces of Ferdinand and Isabella. After the exit of the Commander, Laurencia and Pascuala go on the run with one of the peasants, Mengo.
They are met by another peasant girl, Jacinta, who is being pursued by the Commander's servants. When Mengo protects her, they are both seized by the Commander's lackeys who will whip Mengo while Jacinta is raped by the Commander and then given to his men. Shortly afterwards, Esteban agrees to allow Laurencia and Frondoso to marry. The wedding proceeds but is interrupted by the Commander who arrests Frondoso, for his threat with the crossbow, as well as Esteban and Laurencia who protest his arrest.
The third act opens with the men of the village meeting to decide how to handle the situation. Laurencia, having been beaten and subject to attempted Droit du seigneur though she beats off her attackers and escapes enters, but is not immediately recognized.
She reprimands the men for not attempting to rescue her, inspiring the men to kill the Commander. While preparations are being made to hang Frondoso, the band of villagers enters and kills the Commander and one of his servants.
Flores, the surviving servant, escapes and rushes to Ferdinand and Isabella to tell what has happened. The shocked rulers order a magistrate to the village to investigate.