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Honour in Spain |
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value of honour, in 17th century Spain, surpasses that of life. In fact,
justified or not, the vengeance of offended honour remains one of the favourite
themes of the greatest dramatic creations of the time. Tirso de Molina will say : Never does a Spaniard make wait for death he who gives offence. But is it a question of honour (honra) or reputation (fama)? It is sometimes difficult to make the distinction between the person's individual value (honra), and the social value that one risks losing because of others (fama). |
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Is
it the honour of a nation proud and jealous of its liberties as illustrated
by the conquistador,
or that of the man who alone faces the bull and death in a corrida or is it only susceptibility used rightly or wrongly like a social reflex that has become automatic ? In the Burlador de Sevilla, Don Juan is going to revel in this ambiguity and to play on the complexity of sentiment among his contemporaries. When he proclaims : I am a Tenorio as the Commander will say : Me, I am an Ulloa (Third day) he displays without hesitation the honour that his rank deserves. As he does when he says (Third day) :
I am a man of honour and I keep my oaths, because I am a gentleman. |
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he also relishes confronting the honour of ostentation, the fama,
which envelopes the high society of the time. This is how he abuses women,
as much to provoke their honour as that of their husbands or their hoodwinked
lovers. He thus satirises after having deceived Batricio, saying :
I defeated him with his honour, because the wicked always flaunt it and only swear by it. (Third day).
No excuse can repair my mistake, but the damage is not after all so serious, if it is repaired by the hands of Duke Octavio (First day). |
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In
the same way, in the malevolence of the Commander's words before his death,
and after having surprised Don Juan leaving his daughter's apartments
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(…) Useless honour, she said… Woe is me! And her wagging tongue spreads the news abroad! (Second day). |