Maria Clara's Song

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Noli Me Tangere is a book of love. Full of love! Full of understanding! It's care and warm-motherly love like our nation in which we stand firm and proudly beloved by our own cause, and will to live.

Maria Clara is like a Philippines. You know since our elementary years, if you remember, we had been taking the oath, as being a true Filipino, to protect and fight for her freedom, and rights - our beloved motherland! The heroine of the novel sings a song of one's love for the native land.

Here goes:

Sweet are the hours in one's native land.

Where all is dear the sunbeams bless;

Life-giving breezes sweep the strand,

And death is softened by love's caress.

Warm kisses play on mother's lips,

On her fond, tender breast awaking,

When round her neck the soft arm slips,

And bright eyes smile, all love partaking.

Sweet is death for one's native land,

Where all is dear the sunbeams bless;

Dead is the breeze that sweeps the strand

Without a mother, home, or love's caress.

                                                                                                  -Jose Rizal, translated by Charles Derbyshire




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