Nakens
Three Sonnets
José
Nakens born in Seville on November 21, 1841. Poet, playwright and journalist, a leading member of the Republican Party, editor of the weekly satirical anticlerical Republican Mutiny between April 10, 1881 and November 26, 1926, as well as the Library of The Mutiny, who provided 84 activities judicial processes, continuous governmental fines and excommunication of bishops many trabucaires. Mateo accused of hiding after the attack Morral Alfonso XIII and the lady on her wedding day in 1906, was imprisoned. He compiled his newspaper articles in many volumes. He died on November 12, 1926, ten days before his 85th birthday.
hundred sonnets Excellent book was printed in Madrid by the Italica probably in 1916, as the first volume of the Library Pro Fines for those who continually pay imposed by the monarchical governments in power. Copy of it today so these three sonnets:
1
Conservatives
GOMOS by pious maintained;
Jesuits admired by fools, fools
engendered by Jesuits and entrails of old designed.
well
Knights of room ballads;
well dealt
Housewives;
protective of all evil;
deserters of all parties.
Those who are Temple roulette, inciting the henchman
infanticide against everything noble, great and good,
brought the pick on the jacket,
wander without honor with head erect, and are conservative
... gossiping.
2 A bishop
WANT to believe you worthy of Jesus? For
resignation to the palace where you live;
sells jewelry proudly display;
goodbye your lackeys in livery.
Go on foot, gives food, comfort. I see, no
that inhibits you from being frantic,
but give what you get for free,
and the yearning for love pricks you,
and attack the despot and the strong
without fear of martyrdom or death,
and then you say, " For humans,
are worthy of Him who loved the people and the sky
the powerful spared.
kiss your ring ... No! ... I kiss your hand. "
3
Piropos posthumous
and exclaim the absurd clerics
to know my full settlement:
" Thank God that damn dead! For
bastard has finally burst!
The echo of social vile trash,
with bile, vinegar, pus and sludge writing blasphemous
to play in the unheard of,
The Mutiny hell, forever silent. Infamous
his name and memory, give him a bandit
enforceable and not sparing in curses. "
And to hear such compliments on my grave,
echareme to search are buzzing
consonant proper ones.
José
Nakens born in Seville on November 21, 1841. Poet, playwright and journalist, a leading member of the Republican Party, editor of the weekly satirical anticlerical Republican Mutiny between April 10, 1881 and November 26, 1926, as well as the Library of The Mutiny, who provided 84 activities judicial processes, continuous governmental fines and excommunication of bishops many trabucaires. Mateo accused of hiding after the attack Morral Alfonso XIII and the lady on her wedding day in 1906, was imprisoned. He compiled his newspaper articles in many volumes. He died on November 12, 1926, ten days before his 85th birthday.
hundred sonnets Excellent book was printed in Madrid by the Italica probably in 1916, as the first volume of the Library Pro Fines for those who continually pay imposed by the monarchical governments in power. Copy of it today so these three sonnets:
1
Conservatives
GOMOS by pious maintained;
Jesuits admired by fools, fools
engendered by Jesuits and entrails of old designed.
well
Knights of room ballads;
well dealt
Housewives;
protective of all evil;
deserters of all parties.
Those who are Temple roulette, inciting the henchman
infanticide against everything noble, great and good,
brought the pick on the jacket,
wander without honor with head erect, and are conservative
... gossiping.
2 A bishop
WANT to believe you worthy of Jesus? For
resignation to the palace where you live;
sells jewelry proudly display;
goodbye your lackeys in livery.
Go on foot, gives food, comfort. I see, no
that inhibits you from being frantic,
but give what you get for free,
and the yearning for love pricks you,
and attack the despot and the strong
without fear of martyrdom or death,
and then you say, " For humans,
are worthy of Him who loved the people and the sky
the powerful spared.
kiss your ring ... No! ... I kiss your hand. "
3
Piropos posthumous
and exclaim the absurd clerics
to know my full settlement:
" Thank God that damn dead! For
bastard has finally burst!
The echo of social vile trash,
with bile, vinegar, pus and sludge writing blasphemous
to play in the unheard of,
The Mutiny hell, forever silent. Infamous
his name and memory, give him a bandit
enforceable and not sparing in curses. "
And to hear such compliments on my grave,
echareme to search are buzzing
consonant proper ones.
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