Conde Lucanor 1ºBV

Ba-da-da, ba-da-da, ba-da-da, ba-da-da, ba-da-da There used to be a great tower alone on the sea And you became the light on the dark side of me And love remained a drug that was high enough to kill But did you know that when it flows, my eyes become alive But did you know that when it flows, my eyes become alive But did you know that when it flows, my eyes become alive But did you know that when it flows, my eyes become alive But did you know that when it flows, my eyes become alive But did you know that when it flows, my eyes become alive But did you know that when it flows, my eyes become alive But did you know that when it flows, my eyes become alive But did you know that when it flows, my eyes become alive But did you know that when it flows, my eyes become alive But did you know that when it flows, my eyes become alive But did you know that when it flows, my eyes become alive But did you know that when it flows, my eyes become alive But did you know that when it flows, my eyes become alive But did you know that when it flows, my eyes become alive But did you know that when it flows, my eyes become alive But did you know that when it flows, my eyes become alive But did you know that when it flows, my eyes become alive But did you know that when it flows, my eyes become alive But did you know that when it flows, my eyes become alive But did you know that when it flows, my eyes become alive But did you know that when it flows, my eyes become alive But did you know that when it flows, my eyes become alive But did you know that when it flows, my eyes become alive But did you know that when it flows, my eyes become alive But did you know that when it flows, my eyes become alive But did you know that when it flows, my eyes become alive But did you know that when it flows, my eyes become alive But did you know that when it flows, my eyes become alive But did you know that when it flows, my eyes become alive But did you know that when it flows, my eyes become alive Well, and with this relaxed music we are going to enter with the second story that we are going to read from the Condé-Lucanor This is going to tell us about a fox that becomes the dead, which is a very typical tactic not to suffer harm And this story is not invented by Don Juan Manuel, but it is taken from Sendebar, which is the book of deceit Which was written by the Infante Don Fadrique, a little earlier, and which in turn had taken from other books of Arabic language Well, later we will also see this story in Juan Ruiz, in the book of Good Love Well, let's go there, let's listen to what he tells us Once again the Condé-Lucanor spoke with Patronio, his advisor, and he said to him Patronio, a relative of mine lives in a land where he does not have so much power that he can resist how many offenses he makes And those who have power in that land would very much like him to do something for which they had a pretext to go against him And that relative of mine thinks that it is very difficult for him to suffer the terrible threats they make to him And I would like to avenge everything before suffering so much, so much pain every day And because I would like him to do the best, I ask you to tell me how you advise him to do the best he can in that land Mr. Condé-Lucanor, said Patronio, so that you can advise him in this, I would like you to know what happened once to a shepherd who committed suicide The Condé asked him how that had happened Mr. Condé, said Patronio, a shepherd entered one night in a barn where there were chickens And busy in the henhouse, when he thought he could go, he found that it was already day and people were already walking all over the streets And when he saw that he could not hide, he secretly went out to the street and he tended as if he were dead When people saw him, they thought he was dead and no one was worried about him After a while, a man passed by and said that the hair of the shepherd's forehead were good to put on the forehead of small children so that they would not cast an evil eye on them And he scratched the hair of the shepherd's forehead with scissors Then another came and said the same about the hair on the back and another about the scissors And so many said this that they scratched everything And with all this, the shepherd never moved because he understood that it did not hurt him to lose those hair Then another came and said that the nail of the shepherd's thumb was good to heal the bruises And he took it off, and the shepherd did not move And then another came and said that the tooth of the shepherd was good for the pain of the teeth And he took it off, and the shepherd did not move And then, after a while, another came and said that the heart was good for the pain of the heart And he took a knife to remove the heart And the shepherd saw that they wanted to remove the heart and that if they removed it, it was not something that he could recover and that he would lose his life And he thought that it was better to venture into anything that could come to him than to suffer something so that everything would be lost And he ventured and rushed to save himself and escaped very well And you, Mr. Count, advise that relative of yours that if God has made him on earth where he cannot hear what they do to him as he would like or as he would like As soon as the things that they do to him are such that they can be suffered without great harm and without great grudge Make it as if they do not affect him and let him go through them Since as soon as one does not feel insulted for what they have done against him, he is not so ashamed Moreover, when it is understood that he feels insulted for what they have done to him If from now on he does not do everything he should not to be disgraced, he is not as good as before And therefore, in passing things, since they cannot be gathered as they should, it is better to go through them But if the facts come to something that causes great harm, great grudge, then let him venture and not suffer it And it is better to lose or die defending one's rights and his honor and his state than to live going through these things badly and dishonorably The count had this for a good advice and Don Juan made him write in this book and made these verses that say so Suffer only the things you must avoid the others as much as you can And finally, we are going to read a story that is very well known, very well known by all It is the story of Don Juan, who was a young man who went to a village in the south of the country And he met a young man who was a young man who went to a village in the south of the country And he met a young man who was a young man who went to a village in the south of the country And he met a young man who was a young man who went to a village in the south of the country And finally, we are going to read a story that is very well known, very well known by all Because later we are going to see it in the book of the good love And also later, Samaniego, Samaniego is going to make a fable about it And well, it is about the crow that had a piece of cheese in his mouth, in the beak This story comes from a fable, fables of Sopo and Phaedra, in ancient Rome and ancient Greece Well, let's start, come on, let's see Once again, the Count of Lucanor spoke with Patronio, his advisor, and he said to him Patronio, a man who must understand that he is my friend, told me, no, he began to praise me a lot Giving me to understand that there were in me many perfections of honor and power and many virtues And after that, with these reasons, he gave me as much as he could He proposed me a deal that, at first sight and according to what I can understand, is beneficial for me And he told Patronio what was the deal he was proposing And although it seemed like a profitable deal, Patronio understood the deception that he was doing, hidden under the beautiful words And therefore he told the Count Mr. Count of Lucanor, you know that this man wants to deceive you Giving you to understand that your power and your state are greater than they really are And so that you can be saved in this deception that he wants to do I would be pleased if you knew what happened to a crow with a toad And the Count asked him how he had done that Mr. Count of Lucanor, said Patronio The crow once ate a large piece of cheese And he climbed a tree to be able to eat the cheese more to his liking And without hesitation and without disturbing anyone While the crow was there, he passed the toad at the foot of the tree When he saw the cheese that the crow had, he began to think how he could take it away And therefore he began to talk to him in this way Mr. Crow, I have long wanted to talk about you and your nobility and posture And although I looked for you a lot, I did not want the will of God in my adventure That I could hear you until now And now that I see you, I understand that there is much more good in you than they told me And so that you can see that I do not tell you out of disdain As well as I will tell you the posture that I warn you I will also tell you the things that people think that I am not so good All people think that the color of your feathers and eyes And the beak and feet and nails is all black And because black things are not as better as those of another color And you are all black People think that they go against your posture And they do not understand that they are wrong about it Since, although your feathers are black, so dark and so bright It is this darkness that becomes indigo blue Like the feathers of the peacock Which is the most beautiful bird in the world And although your eyes are black They are, in terms of eyes, much more beautiful than any other eye Since the very thing of the eye is not without seeing And because all black things comfort the sight, for the eyes The blacks are the best And because of this, the eyes of the gazelle are more praised Which are blacker than those of any other animal Likewise, your beak and your hands and nails They are stronger than those of any other bird as big as you Likewise, in your flight you have so much lightness That the wind does not get in the way when going against it, no matter how rough it is What there can be no other bird as lightly as you And I think that, since God does all things according to reason It would not make sense that, being so perfect in everything There is in you the tongue of not singing better than any other bird And since God has given me so much mercy that I have seen you And I know that there is in you more good than I have ever heard of you If I could hear your song from you forever I would be blessed And, Mr. Conelucano, you stop lying In that, although the intention of the toad is to deceive the crow Its reasons have always been true And you are sure that deceit and mortal damage They are always those that are caused with deceitful truths And when the crow saw how much the toad flattered him And how he told him the truth in everything He believed that he would tell him the truth in everything else And he had it for a friend of his And he did not suspect that he was doing it to take away the cheese that he had in the beak And for the many good reasons that he had given him And for the praises and prayers that he had made him sing He opened the beak to sing And when the beak opened, the cheese fell to the ground And the toad took it and left with it And so the crow was deceived by the toad For believing that it had more posture and more perfection than it was true And you, Mr. Conelucanor Although God made you believe in everything Because you see that that man wants to make you understand That you have greater power and greater honor Or more virtues than you know is true Understand that he does it to deceive you and keep you from him And you will do as a man of good judgment Mr. Conelucanor liked very much what Patrino told him And he did so And with his advice he was the iron guard And because he understood, Mr. Juan, that this example was very good He made him write in this book And he made these verses in which it is briefly understood The intention of all this example And the verses say so To that toad what you do not have Is that he wants to take what you have Well, very good, very good You see what a trip to the Middle Ages we have made in a moment And the good advice he gives us Like not to be carried away by adulation Well, to sum up We will say that the Apologists Or the Apologist, rather, of Conelucanor It is one of the masterpieces of our Castilian prose And that it is a collection of stories Don Juan Manuel does not invent them He picks them up or sells them They were like examples With which the preachers somehow taught the people Or from that tradition that comes from India For the Arab world, the worthy Calil Or Sendebar Or from Fredo and Esopo From the Greek and Roman fables But in any case, Conelucanor makes a good compilation And takes it a little to the life of the Middle Ages With not only spiritual advice But very practical advice for life Well guys, thank you very much for this program And for having me And for having brought us closer to Conelucanor So well read And nothing, what are you going to do this summer? Tell me what are you going to read a lot Rest above all Yes, but with a good book in the pool Of course, of course Man, very good I like it Well, nothing, I'm glad about this experience And well, maybe we'll do another program And if not, for another year Okay? Have a good time And keep loving and enjoying literature Conelucanor Subtítulos por la comunidad de Amara.org