The Black Hills union. [volume] (Rapid City, Pennington County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1889-1904, 1900-07-27
! FILIPINO MAJ rYR.s FAREWELL
Touching and b autlful Poem BY 3
Poet Executed by 6paniards.

Touching and b autlful Poem BY 4
Poet EXECUTED NY spaniards. s
Written on the evU kcf his execution,
BY jose Rizal-the mar r patriot. poet
historian and novelist e the Philip.
pine islands. Rial was bot only ad-
mired az brilliant scholar epd geniua
but was beloved for his integritS cour.
age. and gentle humanity. His nansS
will always be revered by his country
men. s.
A native Of the islands, at an early
age he won the highest prizes for schol-
arship at Manila and afterward went
abroad and obtained university degrees
at Madrid. Paris and Heidelberg. He
was master OF twelve languages,
eight Of which he talked with ease. He
may be called the Victor Hugo OF his
titled, ''Noli me Tangere." had q won-
derful effect in arousing spirit OF I'M
dependence among the native popula-
tions. His history OF the Philippines,
ais poetry. and his writings on govern
mental topics all breathed an intense
tove OF his native land and an ardent
devotion to the cause OF its redemption
from Spanish tyranny. This dedication
u his life and his commanding infiu-
.nce over the Filipinos 80 excited the
hatred Of Spanish officials that he was
:wice banished and finally executed BY
government orders.
ULTIMO ADIos!
yTranslation by /. S. Bartlett.)
Adieu. o land adored! Pearl of the
Orient sea!
Briught. sparkling in the sun, once
paradise to me;
70 thee my life give; my life 80 sad
and dark,
o. would 1t were more bright--a shin
ing. glorious mark.
Still would give II thee, TO its expir-
Ing spark.
In the mad battles charge. with pas
sion's frenzy stirred.
Che soldier gives his life without .
borrowing word:
90 give mine: It matters not the time
or place.
In camp or combat, trumpet wooed. or
in the face
u martyrdom: my country's cause
shall give ne grace.
rhe land Is dark with angry skies.
with justice yelled.
But In my vision clear the dawn ap-
pears: Freedom impaled
springs into heavenly light: to give it
rosy hue
dy blood freely shed: my country.
tits for you.
FOR in this solemn hour my heart 10
fond and true. ii.
Nv childhood's dreams OF Innocence, in
play or sleep,
The dreams Of al my youth. and those
my manhood keep.
We're always thine: islands ] saw. Of
fa!rest fame.
d beauteous seas; their future with
NO cloud Of shame.
40 dark and troublous times. but hap
py days TO claim.
Dream OF my life! NY sours most
ardent. strong desire.
chee salute! With farewell signs from
my hearts Tyre,
Ialuts! How beautiful 70 fall. that thou
mayst rise
70 die for thy good life-to die be-
m this enchanted land to sieep tie
sleep ! prize.
Ger my peaceful grave thou seest
bloom. one day.
lower. pray
Chou bring II 70 thy lips and kSss my
soul. thGt
\ my repose may feel the warm breath
OF sigh.
And tender memories Of q friend and
lover nigh.
>, may the pure white moon With
| tranquil glory shine
Upon my silent home: and morning's
rays divine
Linger awhile. with the fresh breesss
murmuring there.
And II bird descends. his SONG. with
notes 30 rare, CIV
shall blend with natures voices In ~
loving prayer.
And as the ardent sun evaporates the,
streams,
And draws up to the sky their mois-
| ture with its beams, I
3od lifts my aspirations. listens to my
30, too. I ask earth's friends TO hsa1
my faint. fond sigh,
and pray for me. my countrymen, when
shall die.
Pray for the dying ones who had y
For those who suffer wrongs, ana
weary OF the strife.
And cannot die; for al unhappy ones.
| who groan
N bitterness Of soul: for prisoners whs
And for myself. redeemed in love "
Christ alone. gts
And when the shadows close around
the sleeping dead,
Stiffness and darkness Watching o'S1
their earthly bed:
Alone may they repose from lies ~.
multUou0 scene:
Seek not 10 know what this deep mye.3
terry may mean.
But listen Tor the voices from that
world unseen. 3
And when. BY all forgotten, my ~
cluded grave
Has NO memorial left, one blesssd boon
crave: sf
Let men with pillow and spade minsls
my ashes there 4s
With the dear earth loved. that Il may
freely bear Isl s8
verdure 81 patriot blood. flowers Of eur
nativesA
where Ger thou layest me. Il matters
not; ! give
NY body 70 the lust. but truth Will ever