Rubén Darío's most famous lines
The top 3 according to 862 votes from people: Youth, divine treasure, you're leaving never to return! When I want to cry, I don't, and sometimes I cry without meaning to… · The princess is sad… what can be wrong with the princess? Sighs escape from her strawberry mouth. · Happy the tree, which barely feels, and happier the hard stone, for it no longer feels at all.. (Updated Nov 25, 2021.)
'Youth, divine treasure', the sad princess of 'Sonatina', 'Lo fatal', 'To Margarita Debayle' and 'To Roosevelt': the lines by the father of Modernismo that people know by heart, checked against the text.
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Top 12
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Youth, divine treasure, you're leaving never to return! When I want to cry, I don't, and sometimes I cry without meaning to…
'Song of Autumn in Spring', Songs of Life and Hope (1905).
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The princess is sad… what can be wrong with the princess? Sighs escape from her strawberry mouth.
'Sonatina', Profane Prose (1896).
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Happy the tree, which barely feels, and happier the hard stone, for it no longer feels at all.
'Lo fatal', Songs of Life and Hope (1905).
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Margarita, the sea is lovely, and the wind carries a subtle scent of orange blossom.
'To Margarita Debayle' (1908).
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And not to know where we are going, nor where we come from!…
'Lo fatal', last lines.
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For there is no greater pain than the pain of being alive, nor heavier burden than conscious life.
'Lo fatal', Songs of Life and Hope (1905).
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You are the United States, you are the future invader of the naive America that has indigenous blood.
'To Roosevelt', Songs of Life and Hope (1905).
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I am the one who only yesterday spoke the blue verse and the profane song.
Songs of Life and Hope (1905), opening poem.
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It was a gentle air, of slow turns.
'Era un aire suave…', Profane Prose (1896).
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The procession is coming! The procession is coming! The clear trumpets can be heard.
'Triumphal March', Songs of Life and Hope (1905).
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Beneath the treacherous wing of the light fan.
'Era un aire suave…', Profane Prose (1896).
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From epidemics, from horrible blasphemies, from the Academies, deliver us, Lord.
'Litany of Our Lord Don Quixote', Songs of Life and Hope (1905).
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Comments (2)
Margarita, está linda la mar... mi abuela nicaragüense me lo recitaba para dormir. Qué bonito encontrarlo aquí.
Lo fatal es el poema que más me ha marcado en la vida, lo aprendí en el colegio y todavía me lo sé entero.