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The Seizure

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This is an illustration for a poem called 'El embargo' (The Seizure). The poem was written in the late 19th Century by Spanish poet Gabriel y Galán, and tells the pain of a man who has just lost the love of his life and his suffering while wating the authorities to seize all his goods for debt paying.

Below you have my free translation of the poem into English (if you want to read the original one, written in Castúo - a Spanish dialect - please go here: http://blogs.20minutos.es/poesia/2009/01/22/el-embargo-josao-maraaa-gabriel-y-galaan-1870-1905/ )

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The Seizure
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Mr Judge, come inside
and tell’em to enter too,
don’t be anxious
don’t be afraid…

If you came before yesterday to afflict her
I knock you down at the door. But she’s already died!

Seize, seize all the stuff,
there is no money in here:
I’ve spent it all in meals for her
and medicines that were useless;
and that what remains,
‘cause I had no time to sell it;
it’s overrunning me;
has no use for me;

Seize that sharp hoe,
and those sickles stuck on the ceilling;
and that hatchet
and that chunk of fork…

Tools, no one to be left!
For what do I want’em now?
If I had to earn’em for her,
no one could even stop me!
But I don’t wanna see that hoe anymore,
neither those sickles stuck on the ceiling,
nor that hatchet
or that chunk of fork…

But, Mr Judge: I warn you
if one of those
dares to touch that bed
where she fall dead:
the bed where I loved her
when we were both in health;
the bed where I took care of her
the bed where her body was
four months alive
and a night dead!

Mr. Judge: non of those dares
touching a single part of this bed,
‘cause I kill him right here
in front of you!
Take everything,
everything, except that,
‘cause these sheets have
sweat from her body…
and I remember, I remember her
each time I smell’em…

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