{"id":1015,"date":"2023-07-05T02:59:41","date_gmt":"2023-07-05T00:59:41","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.cultureduca.com\/blog\/?p=1015"},"modified":"2023-07-05T02:59:41","modified_gmt":"2023-07-05T00:59:41","slug":"rimas-i-a-ix-gustavo-adolfo-becquer","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/natureduca.com\/culturblog\/rimas-i-a-ix-gustavo-adolfo-becquer\/","title":{"rendered":"Rimas I a IX [Gustavo Adolfo B\u00e9cquer]"},"content":{"rendered":"
I <\/strong><\/dt>\n
Yo s\u00e9 un himno gigante y extra\u00f1o <\/dt>\n
que anuncia en la noche del alma una aurora, <\/dt>\n
y estas p\u00e1ginas son de este himno <\/dt>\n
cadencias que el aire dilata en las sombras. <\/dt>\n
\u00a0 <\/dt>\n
Yo quisiera escribirlo, del hombre <\/dt>\n
domando el rebelde, mezquino idioma, <\/dt>\n
con palabras que fuesen a un tiempo <\/dt>\n
suspiros y risas, colores y notas. <\/dt>\n
\u00a0 <\/dt>\n
Pero en vano es luchar; que no hay cifra <\/dt>\n
capaz de encerrarlo, y apenas, \u00a1oh hermosa! <\/dt>\n
pudiera al o\u00eddo, cont\u00e1rtelo a solas. <\/dt>\n
\u00a0 <\/dt>\n
II <\/strong><\/dt>\n
\u00a0 <\/dt>\n
Saeta que voladora <\/dt>\n
cruza, arrojada al azar, <\/dt>\n
sin adivinarse d\u00f3nde <\/dt>\n
temblando se clavar\u00e1; <\/dt>\n
\u00a0 <\/dt>\n
hoja del \u00e1rbol seca <\/dt>\n
arrebata el vendaval, <\/dt>\n
sin que nadie acierte el surco <\/dt>\n
donde a caer volver\u00e1; <\/dt>\n
\u00a0 <\/dt>\n
gigante ola que el viento <\/dt>\n
riza y empuja en el mar, <\/dt>\n
y rueda y pasa, y no sabe <\/dt>\n
qu\u00e9 playa buscando va; <\/dt>\n
\u00a0 <\/dt>\n
luz que en los cercos temblorosos <\/dt>\n
brilla, pr\u00f3xima a expirar, <\/dt>\n
ignor\u00e1ndose cu\u00e1l de ellos <\/dt>\n
el \u00faltimo brillar\u00e1; <\/dt>\n
\u00a0 <\/dt>\n
eso soy yo, que al acaso <\/dt>\n
cruzo el mundo, sin pensar <\/dt>\n
de d\u00f3nde vengo, ni a d\u00f3nde <\/dt>\n
mis pasos me llevar\u00e1n. <\/dt>\n
\u00a0 <\/dt>\n
III <\/strong><\/dt>\n
\u00a0 <\/strong><\/dt>\n
Sacudimiento extra\u00f1o <\/dt>\n
que agita las ideas, <\/dt>\n
como hurac\u00e1n que empuja <\/dt>\n
las olas en tropel; <\/dt>\n
\u00a0 <\/dt>\n
murmullo que en el alma <\/dt>\n
se eleva y va creciendo <\/dt>\n
como volc\u00e1n que sordo <\/dt>\n
anuncia que va a arder; <\/dt>\n
\u00a0 <\/dt>\n
deformes siluetas <\/dt>\n
de seres imposibles; <\/dt>\n
paisajes que aparecen <\/dt>\n
como un trav\u00e9s de un tul; <\/dt>\n
\u00a0 <\/dt>\n
colores que fundi\u00e9ndose <\/dt>\n
remedan en el aire <\/dt>\n
los \u00e1tomos del Iris <\/dt>\n
que nadan en la luz <\/dt>\n
\u00a0 <\/dt>\n
ideas sin palabras <\/dt>\n
palabras sin sentido; <\/dt>\n
cadencias que no tienen <\/dt>\n
ni ritmo ni comp\u00e1s; <\/dt>\n
\u00a0 <\/dt>\n
memorias y deseos <\/dt>\n
de cosas que no existen; <\/dt>\n
accesos de alegr\u00eda <\/dt>\n
impulsos de llorar; <\/dt>\n
\u00a0 <\/dt>\n
actividad nerviosa <\/dt>\n
que no halla en qu\u00e9 emplearse; <\/dt>\n
sin rienda que lo gu\u00ede <\/dt>\n
caballo volador; <\/dt>\n
\u00a0 <\/dt>\n
locura que el esp\u00edritu <\/dt>\n
exalta y enardece <\/dt>\n
embriaguez divina <\/dt>\n
del genio creador… <\/dt>\n
\u00a1Tal es la inspiraci\u00f3n! <\/dt>\n
\u00a0 <\/dt>\n
gigante voz que el caos <\/dt>\n
ordena en el cerebro, <\/dt>\n
y entre las sombras hace <\/dt>\n
la luz aparecer; <\/dt>\n
\u00a0 <\/dt>\n
brillante rienda de oro <\/dt>\n
que poderosa enfrena <\/dt>\n
de la exaltada mente <\/dt>\n
el volador corcel; <\/dt>\n
\u00a0 <\/dt>\n
hilo de luz que en hace <\/dt>\n
lo pensamientos ata; <\/dt>\n
sol que las nubes rompe <\/dt>\n
y toca en el cenit; <\/dt>\n
\u00a0 <\/dt>\n
inteligente mano <\/dt>\n
que en un collar de perlas <\/dt>\n
consigue las ind\u00f3ciles <\/dt>\n
palabras reunir; <\/dt>\n
\u00a0 <\/dt>\n
armonioso ritmo <\/dt>\n
que con cadencia y n\u00famero <\/dt>\n
las fugitivas notas <\/dt>\n
encierra en el comp\u00e1s; <\/dt>\n
\u00a0 <\/dt>\n
cincel que el bloque muerde <\/dt>\n
la estatua moldeando <\/dt>\n
y la belleza pl\u00e1stica <\/dt>\n
a\u00f1ade a la ideal; <\/dt>\n
\u00a0 <\/dt>\n
atm\u00f3sfera en que giran <\/dt>\n
con orden las ideas, <\/dt>\n
cual \u00e1tomos que agrupa <\/dt>\n
rec\u00f3ndita atracci\u00f3n; <\/dt>\n
\u00a0 <\/dt>\n
raudal en cuyas ondas <\/dt>\n
su sed la fiebre apaga; <\/dt>\n
oasis que al esp\u00edritu <\/dt>\n
devuelve con vigor… <\/dt>\n
\u00a1Tal es nuestra raz\u00f3n! <\/dt>\n
\u00a0 <\/dt>\n
Con ambas siempre en lucha <\/dt>\n
y de ambas vencedor <\/dt>\n
tan s\u00f3lo el genio puede <\/dt>\n
a un yugo atar las dos. <\/dt>\n
\u00a0 <\/dt>\n
IV \u00a0
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/strong><\/dt>\n
No dig\u00e1is que agotado su tesoro, <\/dt>\n
\u00a0de asuntos falta, enmudeci\u00f3 la lira: <\/dt>\n
\u00a0Podr\u00e1 no haber poetas; pero siempre <\/dt>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 habr\u00e1 poes\u00eda. <\/dt>\n
\u00a0 <\/dt>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Mientras las ondas de la luz al beso <\/dt>\n
\u00a0palpiten encendidas; <\/dt>\n
\u00a0mientras el sol las desgarradas nubes <\/dt>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 de fuego y oro vista; <\/dt>\n
\u00a0 <\/dt>\n
\u00a0mientras el aire en su regazo lleve <\/dt>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 perfumes y armon\u00edas; <\/dt>\n
\u00a0mientras haya en el mundo primavera, <\/dt>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u00a1habr\u00e1 poes\u00eda! <\/dt>\n
\u00a0 <\/dt>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Mientras la ciencia a descubrir no alcance <\/dt>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 las fuentes de la vida, <\/dt>\n
\u00a0Y en el mar o en el cielo haya un abismo <\/dt>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 que al c\u00e1lculo resista; <\/dt>\n
\u00a0 <\/dt>\n
\u00a0mientras la humanidad siempre avanzando, <\/dt>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 no sepa a d\u00f3 camina; <\/dt>\n
\u00a0mientras haya un misterio para el hombre, <\/dt>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u00a1habr\u00e1 poes\u00eda! <\/dt>\n
\u00a0 <\/dt>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Mientras sintamos que se alegra el alma <\/dt>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 sin que los labios r\u00edan; <\/dt>\n
\u00a0mientras se llora sin que el llanto acuda <\/dt>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 a nublar la pupila; <\/dt>\n
\u00a0 <\/dt>\n
\u00a0mientras el coraz\u00f3n y la cabeza <\/dt>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 batallando prosigan; <\/dt>\n
\u00a0mientras haya esperanzas y recuerdos, <\/dt>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u00a1Habr\u00e1 poes\u00eda! <\/dt>\n
\u00a0 <\/dt>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Mientras haya unos ojos que reflejen <\/dt>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 los ojos que los miran; <\/dt>\n
\u00a0mientras responda el labio suspirando <\/dt>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 al labio que suspira; <\/dt>\n
\u00a0 <\/dt>\n
\u00a0mientras sentirse puedan en un beso <\/dt>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 dos almas confundidas; <\/dt>\n
\u00a0mientras exista una mujer hermosa, <\/dt>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u00a1Habr\u00e1 poes\u00eda! <\/dt>\n
\u00a0 <\/dt>\n
V<\/strong> <\/dt>\n
\u00a0 <\/dt>\n
Esp\u00edritu sin nombre, <\/dt>\n
indefinible esencia, <\/dt>\n
yo vivo con la vida <\/dt>\n
sin formas de la idea. <\/dt>\n
\u00a0 <\/dt>\n
Yo nado en el vac\u00edo <\/dt>\n
del sol tiemblo en la hoguera <\/dt>\n
palpito entre las sombras <\/dt>\n
y floto con las nieblas. <\/dt>\n
\u00a0 <\/dt>\n
Yo soy el fleco de oro <\/dt>\n
de la lejana estrella, <\/dt>\n
yo soy de la alta luna <\/dt>\n
la luz tibia y serena. <\/dt>\n
\u00a0 <\/dt>\n
Yo soy la ardiente nube <\/dt>\n
que en el ocaso ondea; <\/dt>\n
yo soy del astro errante <\/dt>\n
la luminosa estela. <\/dt>\n
\u00a0 <\/dt>\n
Yo soy nieve en las cumbre, <\/dt>\n
soy fuego en las arenas, <\/dt>\n
azul onda en los mares <\/dt>\n
y espuma en las riberas. <\/dt>\n
\u00a0 <\/dt>\n
En el la\u00fad soy nota, <\/dt>\n
perfume en la violeta, <\/dt>\n
fugas llama en las tumbas <\/dt>\n
y en las ruinas hiedra. <\/dt>\n
\u00a0 <\/dt>\n
Yo atrueno en el torrente, <\/dt>\n
y silbo en la centella <\/dt>\n
y ciego en el rel\u00e1mpago <\/dt>\n
y rujo en la tormenta. <\/dt>\n
\u00a0 <\/dt>\n
Yo r\u00edo en los alcores <\/dt>\n
susurro en la alta hierba, <\/dt>\n
suspiro en la onda pura <\/dt>\n
y lloro en la hoja seca. <\/dt>\n
\u00a0 <\/dt>\n
Yo ondulo con los \u00e1tomos <\/dt>\n
del el humo que se eleva <\/dt>\n
y al cielo lento sube <\/dt>\n
en espiral inmensa. <\/dt>\n
\u00a0 <\/dt>\n
Yo en los dorados hilos <\/dt>\n
que los insectos cuelgan <\/dt>\n
me mezclo entre los \u00e1rboles <\/dt>\n
en la ardorosa siesta. <\/dt>\n
\u00a0 <\/dt>\n
Yo corro tras las ninfas <\/dt>\n
que en la corriente fresca <\/dt>\n
del cristalino arrollo <\/dt>\n
desnudas juguetean. <\/dt>\n
\u00a0 <\/dt>\n
Yo en bosque de corales, <\/dt>\n
que alfombran blancas perlas, <\/dt>\n
persigo en el oc\u00e9ano <\/dt>\n
las n\u00e1yades ligeras. <\/dt>\n
\u00a0 <\/dt>\n
Yo, en las cavernas c\u00f3ncavas, <\/dt>\n
do el sol nunca penetra, <\/dt>\n
mezcl\u00e1ndome a los nomos <\/dt>\n
contemplo sus riquezas. <\/dt>\n
\u00a0 <\/dt>\n
Yo busco de los siglos <\/dt>\n
las ya borradas huellas, <\/dt>\n
y s\u00e9 de esos imperios <\/dt>\n
de que ni el nombre queda. <\/dt>\n
\u00a0 <\/dt>\n
Yo sigo en raudo v\u00e9rtigo <\/dt>\n
los mundos que voltean, <\/dt>\n
y mi pupila abarca <\/dt>\n
la creaci\u00f3n entera. <\/dt>\n
\u00a0 <\/dt>\n
Yo s\u00e9 de esas regiones <\/dt>\n
a do rumor no llega, <\/dt>\n
y donde los informes astros <\/dt>\n
de vida y soplo esperan. <\/dt>\n
\u00a0 <\/dt>\n
Yo soy sobre el abismo <\/dt>\n
el puente que atraviesa; <\/dt>\n
yo soy la ignota escala <\/dt>\n
que el cielo une a la tierra. <\/dt>\n
\u00a0 <\/dt>\n
Yo soy el invisible <\/dt>\n
anillo que sujeta <\/dt>\n
el mundo de la forma <\/dt>\n
al mundo de la idea. <\/dt>\n
\u00a0 <\/dt>\n
Yo, en fin, soy el esp\u00edritu, <\/dt>\n
desconocida esencia, <\/dt>\n
perfume misterioso <\/dt>\n
de que es vaso el poeta. <\/dt>\n
\u00a0 <\/dt>\n
VI <\/strong><\/dt>\n
\u00a0 <\/dt>\n
Como la brisa que la sangre orea <\/dt>\n
sobre el oscuro campo de batalla, <\/dt>\n
cargada de perfumes y armon\u00edas <\/dt>\n
en el silencio de la noche vaga; <\/dt>\n
\u00a0 <\/dt>\n
s\u00edmbolo del dolor y la ternura, <\/dt>\n
del bardo ingl\u00e9s en el horrible drama, <\/dt>\n
la dulce Ofelia, la raz\u00f3n perdida <\/dt>\n
cogiendo flores y cantando pasa. <\/dt>\n
\u00a0 <\/dt>\n
VII <\/strong><\/dt>\n
\u00a0 <\/dt>\n
Del sal\u00f3n en el \u00e1ngulo oscuro, <\/dt>\n
de su due\u00f1o tal vez olvidada, <\/dt>\n
silenciosa y cubierta de polvo <\/dt>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 ve\u00edase el arpa. <\/dt>\n
\u00a0 <\/dt>\n
\u00a1Cu\u00e1nta nota dorm\u00eda en sus cuerdas <\/dt>\n
como el p\u00e1jaro duerme en la rama <\/dt>\n
esperando la mano de nieve <\/dt>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 que sabe arrancarlas! <\/dt>\n
\u00a0 <\/dt>\n
\u00a1Ay! -pens\u00e9-, \u00a1Cu\u00e1ntas veces el genio <\/dt>\n
as\u00ed duerme en el fondo del alma, <\/dt>\n
y una voz, como L\u00e1zaro, espera <\/dt>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 que le diga: \u201cLev\u00e1ntate y anda\u201d! <\/dt>\n
\u00a0 <\/dt>\n
\u00a0 <\/dt>\n
VIII <\/strong><\/dt>\n
\u00a0 <\/dt>\n
Cuando miro el azul horizonte <\/dt>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 perderse a lo lejos <\/dt>\n
a trav\u00e9s de una gasa de polvo <\/dt>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 dorado e inquieto, <\/dt>\n
me parece posible arrancarme <\/dt>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 del m\u00edsero suelo, <\/dt>\n
y flotar con la niebla dorada <\/dt>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 en \u00e1tomos leves <\/dt>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 cual ella deshecho. <\/dt>\n
\u00a0 <\/dt>\n
Cuando miro de noche en el fondo <\/dt>\n
\u00a0\u00a0 obscuro del cielo <\/dt>\n
las estrellas temblar, como ardientes <\/dt>\n
\u00a0.\u00a0 pupilas de fuego, <\/dt>\n
me parece posible a do brillan <\/dt>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 subir en un vuelo, <\/dt>\n
y anegarme en su luz, y con ella <\/dt>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 en lumbre encendido <\/dt>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 fundirme en un beso <\/dt>\n
\u00a0 <\/dt>\n
En el mar en la duda en que bogo <\/dt>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 ni a\u00fan se lo que creo: <\/dt>\n
\u00a1Sin embargo, estas ansias me dicen <\/dt>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 que yo llevo algo <\/dt>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 divino aqu\u00ed dentro <\/dt>\n
\u00a0 <\/dt>\n
\u00a0 <\/dt>\n
IX <\/strong><\/dt>\n
Besa el aura que gime blandamente <\/dt>\n
las leves ondas que jugando riza <\/dt>\n
el sol besa a la nube de occidente <\/dt>\n
y de p\u00farpura y oro la matiza. <\/dt>\n
la llama en derredor del tronco ardiente <\/dt>\n
\u00a0 por besar a otra llama se desliza. <\/dt>\n
y hasta el sauce inclin\u00e1ndose a su peso <\/dt>\n
al r\u00edo que lo besa, vuelve un beso. <\/dt>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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