*Note that given that I selected the entirety of the first part of the Poema for my project, I will not include the full 30 pages here. Below is a selection of 250 words, which will be used for my recording.<\/em><\/p>\n De los sos ojos tan fuertemientre lorando All\u00ed pienssan de aguijar, all\u00ed sueltan las rriendas. M\u00edo \u00c7id Ruy D\u00edaz por Burgos entrava, Conbidarle \u00eden de grado mas ninguno non osava; Con los ojos anegados tan fuertemente en llanto Ya aguijan a los caballos y ya les sueltan las riendas. M\u00edo Cid Ruy D\u00edaz en Burgos entr\u00f3, Con gusto le hospedarian, pero ninguno lo asaba: He turned and looked upon them, and he wept very sore II Then they shook out the bridle rein further to ride afar. III Roy Diaz entered Burgos with sixty pennons strong, IV Fain had they made him welcome, but none dared do the thing He shall lose his whole possession, nay! the eyes within his head Featured Text *Note that given that I selected the entirety of the first part of the Poema for my project, I will not include the full 30 pages here. Below is a selection of 250 words, which will be used for my recording. De los sos ojos tan fuertemientre lorando tornava la cabe\u00e7a e est\u00e1valos … Continue reading Featured Text, Modern Standard Transcription, and English Translation<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1222,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[9],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-571","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-lyuba"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/commons.mtholyoke.edu\/historyoftheromancelanguages2019\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/571","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/commons.mtholyoke.edu\/historyoftheromancelanguages2019\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/commons.mtholyoke.edu\/historyoftheromancelanguages2019\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/commons.mtholyoke.edu\/historyoftheromancelanguages2019\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1222"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/commons.mtholyoke.edu\/historyoftheromancelanguages2019\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=571"}],"version-history":[{"count":7,"href":"https:\/\/commons.mtholyoke.edu\/historyoftheromancelanguages2019\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/571\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":699,"href":"https:\/\/commons.mtholyoke.edu\/historyoftheromancelanguages2019\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/571\/revisions\/699"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/commons.mtholyoke.edu\/historyoftheromancelanguages2019\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=571"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/commons.mtholyoke.edu\/historyoftheromancelanguages2019\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=571"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/commons.mtholyoke.edu\/historyoftheromancelanguages2019\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=571"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\ntornava la cabe\u00e7a e est\u00e1valos catando.
\nVio puertas abiertas e u\u00e7os sin cannados,
\nalc\u00e1ndaras vaz\u00edas sin pielles e sin mantos
\ne sin falcones & sin adtores mudados.
\nSospir\u00f3 M\u00edo \u00c7id ca mucho av\u00ede grandes cuidados.
\nFfabl\u00f3 M\u00edo \u00c7id bien & tan mesurado:
\n\u00ab\u00a1Grado a t\u00ed, Sennor, Padre que est\u00e1s en alto!
\n\u00a1Esto me an buelto m\u00edos enemigos malos!\u00bb<\/p>\n
\nA la exida de Bivar ovieron la corneja diestra
\ne entrando a Burgos ovi\u00e9ronla siniestra.
\nMe\u00e7i\u00f3 M\u00edo \u00c7id los ombros e engrame\u00f3 la tiesta:
\n\u00ab\u00a1Albri\u00e7ia, \u00c1lbar Ff\u00e1nnez, ca echados somos de tierra!\u00bb<\/p>\n
\nen su conpanna LX pendones.
\nEx\u00edenlo ver mugieres e varones,
\nburgeses & burgesas por las finiestras son,
\nplorando de los ojos tanto av\u00eden el dolor.
\nDe las sus bocas todos diz\u00edan una rraz\u00f3n:
\n\u00ab\u00a1Dios, qu\u00e9 buen vassalo! \u00a1Si oviesse buen sennor!\u00bb<\/p>\n
\nel rrey don Alfonsso tanto av\u00ede la grand sanna,
\nantes de la noche en Burgos d\u00e9l entr\u00f3 su carta
\ncon grand rrecabdo e fuertemientre sellada,
\nque a M\u00edo \u00c7id Ruy D\u00edaz que nadi no l\u2019 diessen posada,
\ne aquel que ge la diesse sopiesse vera palabra<\/p>\nModern Spanish<\/h2>\n
\nHacia atr\u00e1s vuelva la vista ya quedaba contempl\u00e1ndolos.
\nY vio las puertas abiertas y postigos sin candados;
\nest\u00e1n vac\u00edas las perchas, sin las pieles ni los mantos;
\ntambi\u00e9n faltan los halcones y los azores mudados.
\nY suspira M\u00edo Cid por tantas penas cuitado.
\nY habl\u00f3 luego, como siempre, tan justo y tan mesurado:
\n<<\u00a1Loado seas, Se\u00f1or, Padre que est\u00e1s en lo alto!
\nLos malditos enemigos me han tra\u00eddo este quebranto.>><\/p>\n
\nEn saliendo de Vivar ven la corneja a la diestra,
\nMientras que al entrar en Burgos la llevaban a su izquierda. El Cid encoge los hombros y sacude la cabeza:
\n<<\u00a1Albricas, buen Alvar F\u00e1\u00f1ez, nos echan de nuestra tierra;
\nPero con honra m\u00e1s alta hemos de volver a ella!>><\/p>\n
\nSesenta pendones lleva alrededor;
\nsal\u00edan a verle mujer y var\u00f3n
\nY en cada ventana se escucha un clamor,
\nLos ojos llorando cuentan su dolor
\nDe todas sus bocas sale un raz\u00f3n:
\n<<\u00a1Dios, que buen vasallo, con un buen se\u00f1or!>><\/p>\n
\ntem\u00edan al rey Alfonso, que al Cid tiene mucha sa\u00f1a.
\nAntes de caer la noche, a Burgos llega una carta
\nCon \u00f3rdenes muy severas y fuertemente sellada:
\nA Ruy Diaz, Mio Cid, que nadie le de posada;
\nY si alguno se atreviese, el rey le da su palabra
\nde que perder\u00e1 sus bienes y los ojos de la cara,
\nY, adem\u00e1s, ya no podr\u00eda salvar el cuerpo y el alma.<\/p>\nEnglish:<\/h2>\n
\nAs he saw the yawning gateway and the hasps wrenched off the door,
\nAnd the pegs whereon no mantle nor coat of vair there hung.
\nThere perched no moulting goshawk, and there no falcon swung.
\nMy lord the Cid sighed deeply such grief was in his heart
\nAnd he spake well and wisely: “Oh Thou, in Heaven that art
\nOur Father and our Master, now I give thanks to Thee.
\nOf their wickedness my foemen have done this thing to me.”<\/p>\n
\nThey had the crow on their right hand as they issued from Bivar;
\nAnd as they entered Burgos upon their left it sped.
\nAnd the Cid shrugged his shoulders, and the Cid shook his head:
\n“Good tidings Alvar Fanez We are banished from our weal,
\nBut on a day with honor shall we come unto Castile.”<\/p>\n
\nAnd forth to look upon him did the men and women throng.
\nAnd with their wives the townsmen at the windows stood hard by,
\nAnd they wept in lamentation, their grief was risen so high.
\nAs with one mouth, together they spake with one accord:
\n“God, what a noble vassal, an he had a worthy lord.<\/p>\n
\nFor fear of Don Alfonso, and the fury of the King.
\nHis mandate unto Burgos came ere tile evening fell.
\nWith utmost care they brought it, and it was sealed well
\n‘That no man to Roy Diaz give shelter now, take heed
\nAnd if one give him shelter, let him know in very deed<\/p>\n
\nNor shall his soul and body be found in better stead.’<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"