Guadarrama
Read 'Guadarrama' by 'Antonio Machado' and provide your summary and literary analysis in the comments section below.
Guadarrama, is it you, old friend,
mountains white and gray
that I used to see painted against the blue
those afternoons of the old days in Madrid?
Up your deep ravines
and past your bristling peaks
a thousand Guadarramas and a thousand suns
come riding with me, riding to your heart.
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