Biography of Jose Rizal
Dr. José Protasio Rizal Mercado y Alonso Realonda (June 19, 1861 – December 30, 1896, Bagumbayan), was a Filipino polymath, nationalist and the most prominent advocate for reforms in the Philippines during the Spanish colonial era. He is considered a national hero of the Philippines, and the anniversary of Rizal's death is commemorated as a Philippine holiday called Rizal Day. Rizal's 1896 military trial and execution made him a martyr of the Philippine Revolution.
The seventh of eleven children born to a wealthy family in the town of Calamba, Laguna, Rizal attended the Ateneo Municipal de Manila, earning a Bachelor of Arts. He enrolled in Medicine and Philosophy and Letters at the University of Santo Tomas and then traveled alone to Madrid, Spain, where he continued his studies at the Universidad Central de Madrid, earning the degree of Licentiate in Medicine. He attended the University of Paris and earned a second doctorate at the University of Heidelberg. Rizal was a polyglot conversant in at least ten languages. He was a prolific poet, essayist, diarist, correspondent, and novelist whose most famous works were his two novels, Noli me Tangere and El filibusterismo.These are social commentaries on the Philippines that formed the nucleus of literature that inspired dissent among peaceful reformists and spurred the militancy of armed revolutionaries against the Spanish colonial authorities.
As a political figure, Jose Rizal was the founder of La Liga Filipina, a civic organization that subsequently gave birth to the Katipunan led by Andrés Bonifacio and Emilio Aguinaldo. He was a proponent of institutional reforms by peaceful means rather than by violent revolution. The general consensus among Rizal scholars, however, attributed his martyred death as the catalyst that precipitated the Philippine Revolution.
Jose Rizal Poems
The Last Poem Of Rizal
Farewell, my adored Land, region of the sun caressed, Pearl of the Orient Sea, our Eden lost,
To The Philippines
Warm and beautiful like a houri of yore, as gracious and as pure as the break of dawn when darling clouds take on a sapphire tone,
A Poem That Has No Title
To my Creator I sing Who did soothe me in my great loss; To the Merciful and Kind Who in my troubles gave me repose.
Goodbye To Leonor
And so it has arrived -- the fatal instant, the dismal injunction of my cruel fate; so it has come at last -- the moment, the date,
Beside a spacious beach of fine and delicate sand and at the foot of a mountain greener than a leaf,
My Last Thought
Land I adore, farewell! thou land of the southern sun's choosing! Pearl of the Orient seas! our forfeited Garden of Eden!
Why falls so rich a spray of fragrance from the bowers of the balmy flowers
Our Mother Tongue
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.
Memories Of My Town
When I recall the days That saw my childhood of yore Beside the verdant shore Of a murmuring lagoon;
Tunay ngayong umid yaring dila't puso Sinta'y umiilag, tuwa'y lumalayo, Bayan palibhasa'y lupig at sumuko Sa kapabayaan ng nagturong puno.
A Tribute To My Town
When I remember the days that saw my early childhood spent on the green shores of a murmurous lagoon;
Flower Among Flowers
Flower among flowers, soft bud swooning, that the wind moves
To The Philippine Youth
Hold high the brow serene, O youth, where now you stand; Let the bright sheen Of your grace be seen,
Song Of The Wanderer
Dry leaf that flies at random till it's seized by a wind from above: so lives on earth the wanderer,
Why falls so rich a spray
of fragrance from the bowers
of the balmy flowers
upon this festive day?
Why from woods and vales
do we hear sweet measures ringing
that seem to be the singing
of a choir of nightingales?