The oak of the Paseo de Gracia (1908)
Palau Robert Front and Diagonal metro station. On the Paseo de Gracia.
In the early twentieth urban growth of Barcelona was unstoppable. The city widened and modernized rapidly. Were disappearing rural outskirts and small towns surrounding the capital were absorbed. One of the greatest symbols of this new modern society that was to come, was the elegant Paseo de Gracia . there was at the point where the walk blends into the Diagonal, where is lived a fact loaded with a strong symbolism.
ran in 1908 when a century-old oak - only survivor natural sites and those missing-was ripped from the road published after death. That lifeless tree represented better than anyone the rural Barcelona and again anymore. Such was the impact of that event, all the newspapers picked up the story. It was very dear a tree and representative, which was soon replaced by another oak to never be forgotten.
And it uprooted the oak lonely had been immortalized in 1903 by the great poet Jacint or Verdaguer , which had prose dedicated to the publication The Veu of Catalunya under the title "A l ' alzina of Passeig de Gracia" (In the oak of the Paseo de Gracia) written a lovely, surprisingly current talks about the relationship of nature and man of the big city and the countryside. He paid tribute written oak that had been able to withstand the urban transformation of the big city, being a mute witness to the changing city.
The new oak still stands today, with over a hundred years, with a small plaque at his feet that reminds us that one day was inspiration from one of the best writers of the country , Jacint or Verdaguer.
The oak of the Paseo de Gracia unnoticed, watching the constant coming and going of people. As Verdaguer said "... the men who go up and down your shadow: living in haste, and twenty-five years and are old and decrepit thirty ..."
Verdaguer
The oak is located a few meters from the station Diagonal, close to the Palau Robert and in front of the store Imaginarium Toy.
included below the original reproduction of prose published in Jacinto Verdaguer Veu on June 10, 1903, is in Catalan because I have not found any professional translation Castilian English, perfectly understandable, but will try to get a quality translation.
Image of a young Mosen Jacinto Verdaguer - Picture taken from the article about him in Wikipedia. A l'alzina the Passeig de Gracia
Daughter of the mountains, who has planted here on the edge and a walk amid the widening
city? Surely anyone. You are a record of ancient copses that lowered the
Tibidabo, a tassel of his cloak of green satin that came up near the sea. The
Providence has left amid the new Barcelona to remind you that it was a meadow, as the entrepreneurs
ferre leave a tract of land munturull each clearing, as witnesses say that the hard work done for travelers: "Look at AON and AON were we."
More
not miss you here alone? Do not you miss your sisters who are far from here
other side Collserola or Montseny odds with such a civilization that you migrate, you
t'escanyoleix and disgrace?
not miss those immneses sheep sheep that go down the pass lazily as a
Drifted that esquitlladissa rossola and walk toward the plane? They search your
emparadora shade and shelter your patriarchal, with his plaintive Belsen t'en it would
great thanks.
not long for those pastors who seem made for your wooden clogs fried them with the feet, with
beret on his head and covered with skin made of Samarra cattle graze
wool? There you Fores her friend and confidants; the house you would, you would be his home. In
long and sleepy winter rains you would in the sopluig, and the mild summer
use them to surge and livestock, while they, acurrucats, it would rosary, or kneeling on the ground would ask
al'Altíssim mercy.
Poor daughter of Afrau as you t'avindràs the tyrannical fashion citizen? Here, all the trees,
bowing his head once a year to the woodcutter, like sheep to the tonedor scissors, they leave
Tondo and pruning of shoots or no surplus to spare the ax cruel. Here
not allowed to climb a twig than the other a tree or lift the crest of his cimeral or
Estengre the arms of the tree branches ses neighbor. Here the trees are not allowed to have nodes
or warts, or that take bad jeies improper trees
of civilized dining.
And you're like Rangers, you'll know to follow, point by point, all these molestoses tags? And if you knew the
follow, as it could with your embardissada the hair trimmer, which is painted the
esporgador? Tree climber, as you know to be among the trees nursery? Almogavar
indomitable, as you know get to row with such a troop of bananas, novel, neat,
endiumenjada and fatxandera?
All these athletes have been stop and are still bred in bottles, none of them drunk,
comtu, milk and strength of the breast of mother earth and you are now watered resignaràs to like them,
with water from a hose? The water hose that you should you is the clouds, the storm that is
thunders, and lightning roars down the Pyrenees. What a sap you find such a walk in
arenívol and hopeless? Ton is another field; ton field is a mountain slope
, AON can sink roots to the depths of the earth. Lo Regueró
that should see to thy feet is covered gullies with dense bush; them feel that there should be
are the grassy margins; cough neighbors should be the penyalars and cliffs. Have not you agree
you pass the air of the city breathe better aubaga the outdoors. There would
out more from the praise tramuntanals three days; Do you say things the east wind
eight days and eight nights. There, the storm now disheveled black arms and cradles it between his rúfol
blizzard now sing the non-non as a mother to a boy who falls asleep for four months.
here will always be a stranger, a strange thing for a tree, looked askance at by all the supporters of
symmetry and uniformity. Such a habit that leaves you to save a
year to the next, here is followed by almost anyone. If you really want to say clearly, this is poor. Here the trees
less luxurious, even the most thrifty, green leafy unveil a dress and flamboyant
each spring, and will run it themselves but do not have a presentarte
Trajan to the public. This will be
couple hundred years, this age do not ever do s'estila here among the trees. Los
of them as they walk up and down men who in your shadow: living fast and running,
and twenty-five years old are, and thirty are decrepit. You get in life just now, and how many times
seeing them change in such a way? How many will see them change even if you leave
age? Also, if you grow much, if extensions much ta drink, do not let die vellor step, you will make
corretgeta.
city? Surely anyone. You are a record of ancient copses that lowered the
Tibidabo, a tassel of his cloak of green satin that came up near the sea. The
Providence has left amid the new Barcelona to remind you that it was a meadow, as the entrepreneurs
ferre leave a tract of land munturull each clearing, as witnesses say that the hard work done for travelers: "Look at AON and AON were we."
More
not miss you here alone? Do not you miss your sisters who are far from here
other side Collserola or Montseny odds with such a civilization that you migrate, you
t'escanyoleix and disgrace?
not miss those immneses sheep sheep that go down the pass lazily as a
Drifted that esquitlladissa rossola and walk toward the plane? They search your
emparadora shade and shelter your patriarchal, with his plaintive Belsen t'en it would
great thanks.
not long for those pastors who seem made for your wooden clogs fried them with the feet, with
beret on his head and covered with skin made of Samarra cattle graze
wool? There you Fores her friend and confidants; the house you would, you would be his home. In
long and sleepy winter rains you would in the sopluig, and the mild summer
use them to surge and livestock, while they, acurrucats, it would rosary, or kneeling on the ground would ask
al'Altíssim mercy.
Poor daughter of Afrau as you t'avindràs the tyrannical fashion citizen? Here, all the trees,
bowing his head once a year to the woodcutter, like sheep to the tonedor scissors, they leave
Tondo and pruning of shoots or no surplus to spare the ax cruel. Here
not allowed to climb a twig than the other a tree or lift the crest of his cimeral or
Estengre the arms of the tree branches ses neighbor. Here the trees are not allowed to have nodes
or warts, or that take bad jeies improper trees
of civilized dining.
And you're like Rangers, you'll know to follow, point by point, all these molestoses tags? And if you knew the
follow, as it could with your embardissada the hair trimmer, which is painted the
esporgador? Tree climber, as you know to be among the trees nursery? Almogavar
indomitable, as you know get to row with such a troop of bananas, novel, neat,
endiumenjada and fatxandera?
All these athletes have been stop and are still bred in bottles, none of them drunk,
comtu, milk and strength of the breast of mother earth and you are now watered resignaràs to like them,
with water from a hose? The water hose that you should you is the clouds, the storm that is
thunders, and lightning roars down the Pyrenees. What a sap you find such a walk in
arenívol and hopeless? Ton is another field; ton field is a mountain slope
, AON can sink roots to the depths of the earth. Lo Regueró
that should see to thy feet is covered gullies with dense bush; them feel that there should be
are the grassy margins; cough neighbors should be the penyalars and cliffs. Have not you agree
you pass the air of the city breathe better aubaga the outdoors. There would
out more from the praise tramuntanals three days; Do you say things the east wind
eight days and eight nights. There, the storm now disheveled black arms and cradles it between his rúfol
blizzard now sing the non-non as a mother to a boy who falls asleep for four months.
here will always be a stranger, a strange thing for a tree, looked askance at by all the supporters of
symmetry and uniformity. Such a habit that leaves you to save a
year to the next, here is followed by almost anyone. If you really want to say clearly, this is poor. Here the trees
less luxurious, even the most thrifty, green leafy unveil a dress and flamboyant
each spring, and will run it themselves but do not have a presentarte
Trajan to the public. This will be
couple hundred years, this age do not ever do s'estila here among the trees. Los
of them as they walk up and down men who in your shadow: living fast and running,
and twenty-five years old are, and thirty are decrepit. You get in life just now, and how many times
seeing them change in such a way? How many will see them change even if you leave
age? Also, if you grow much, if extensions much ta drink, do not let die vellor step, you will make
corretgeta.
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