Jose Marti Poems
- I Have A White Rose To Tend (V...
- I Dream Awake (From Ismaelillo... Day and night I always dream...
- I Wish To Leave The World I wish to leave the world By its ...
- ¡dolor! ¡dolor! Eterna Vida Mí... ¡Dolor! ¡Dolor! eterna vida ...
- ¡oh, Margarita! Una cita a la sombra de tu oscuro Portal ...
- I Who Live Though I Have Died ...
- A Mi Alma Llegada la hora del trabajo ¡Ea, jamelgo! De los...
José Julián Martí Pérez (January 28, 1853 – May 19, 1895) was a Cuban national hero and an important figure in Latin American literature. In his short life he was a poet, an essayist, a journalist, a revolutionary philosopher, a translator, a professor, a publisher, and a political theorist. Through his writings and political activity, he became a symbol for Cuba's bid for independence against Spain in the 19th century, and is referred to as the "Apostle of Cuban Independence." He also fought against the threat of United States expansionism into Cuba. From adolescence, he dedicated his life to the promotion of liberty, political independence for Cuba and intellectual independence ... more »
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I Have A White Rose To Tend (Verse Xxxix)
I have a white rose to tend
In July as in January;
I give it to the true friend
Who offers his frank hand to me.
And for the cruel one whose blows
Break the heart by which I live,
Thistle nor thorn do I give:
For him, too, I have a white rose.
CULTIVO UNA ROSA BLANCA... (Verso XXXIX)
Cultivo una rosa blanca,
En julio como en enero,
Para el amigo sincero
Que me da su mano franca.
Y para el cruel que me arranca
El corazón con que vivo,
Cardo ni oruga cultivo:
Cultivo la rosa blanca.