Not yet, rizal, not yet. Sleep not in peace:
There are a thousand waters to be spanned;
There are a thousand mountains to be crossed;
There are a thousand crosses to be borne.
Our shoulders are not strong; our sinews are
Grown flaccid with dependence, smug with ease
Under another's wing. Rest not in peace;
Not yet, Rizal, not yet. The land has need
Of young blood-and, what younger than your own,
Forever spilled in the great name of freedom,
Forever oblate on the altar of
The free? Not you alone, Rizal. O souls
And spirits of the martyred brave, arise!
Arise and scour the land! Shed once again
Your willing blood! Infuse the vibrant red
Into our thin anaemic veins; until
We pick up your Promethean tools and, strong,
Out of the depthless matrix of your of your faith
In us, and on the silent cliffs of freedom,
We carve for all time your marmoreal dream!
Until our people, seeing, are become
Like the molave, firm, resilent, staunch,
Rising on the hillside, unafraid,
Strong in its own fibre, yes, like the molave!
II.
The youth of the land is a proud and noble appellation,
The youth of the land is a panoramic poem,
The youth of the land is a book of paradoxes,
The youth of the land is a pat on one's back,
The youth of the land is a huge canvas of spectral colors,
The youth of the land is an epic tragedy-comedy,
The youth of the land is a crashing symphony,
The youth of the land is a child grown old in tears,
The youth of the land is an old man laughing through a perpetual infancy;
A bastard child of a thousand dreams, masquerading and dancing,
The youth of the land.
III.
We, the Filipinos of today, are soft,
Easy-going, parasitic, frivolous,
Inconstant, indolent, inefficient.
Would you have me sugarcoat you?
I would be happier to shower praise upon
My countrymen…but let us be realists…
Let us strip ourselves
Youth of the land, you are a bitter pill to swallow.
This is a testament of the youth borne on the four pacific winds;
This is a parable of seed four ways sown in stone;
This is a chip not only on the President's shoulder:
The nation of our fathers shivers with longing expectation.
Shall we, sons and daughters, brother youths of the land,
Walk up new and forever knock the flirting chip off?
Or will the nation of our fathers be forever and forever
Lighting candles in the wind?
because rizal is hard like the molave
Like The Molave shows how hard work, suffering, and bloodshed impact the lives of people in the Philippines. It incorporates a Molave tree into the story to use as a symbol of the hard work.
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Manuel L. Quezon
LIKE THE MOLAVE is written by RAFAEL ZULUETA DE COSTA..... hope i'd help you ...... ma. cristina c. amihan
because rizal is hard like the molave
The Tagalog version of Like a Molave is Parang Gubat.
"Grow and be like a molave" is actually a poem written by Manuel L. Quezon. It is not a speech but a piece of literature that celebrates resilience, strength, and cultural pride inspired by the molave tree, which is known for its sturdy and resilient qualities.
When and where did Manuel L. Quezon deliver his speech Grow And Be Like A Molave?
Like The Molave shows how hard work, suffering, and bloodshed impact the lives of people in the Philippines. It incorporates a Molave tree into the story to use as a symbol of the hard work.
Jose rizal
"Like the Molave" by Rafael Zulueta da Costa was written in 1940. It is a poem that reflects the Filipino struggle for independence and identity.
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Figures of speech such as simile, alliteration, assonance, consonance, metonymy, antithesis, metaphor, personification, and anaphora were used in the poem "Like the Molave."
"The tone of 'Like the Molave' by Rafael Zulueta da Costa is one of resilience, strength, and pride. The poem celebrates the enduring spirit of the Filipino people in the face of adversity and colonization, using the symbol of the molave tree to represent their unwavering qualities."
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