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73. Statesman. He said, with an austere voice: / “Two statesmen, which shall we choose?/ “Don Justo lacks tact, / “And Don Justino is exact.”
73. Statesman. He said, with an austere voice: / “Two statesmen, which shall we choose?/ “Don Justo lacks tact, / “And Don Justino is exact.”

73. Statesman. He said, with an austere voice: / “Two statesmen, which shall we choose?/ “Don Justo lacks tact, / “And Don Justino is exact.”

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  • 100 Original Woodcuts by Posada
Artist (Mexican, 1852 - 1913)
Date1947
ClassificationsPrint
MediumColor woodcut
DimensionsImage area: 3 3/16 x 2 3/4 in. (8.1 x 7 cm) Sheet: 9 3/16 x 6 5/16 in. (23.3 x 16 cm)
Credit LineGift of Jack Lord
Object number1973.23.73
93. Ex-General. I was a brave general/ Of the time of President Diaz;/ And now I look at every soldier— / Having a pistol that lacks a trigger.
93. Ex-General. I was a brave general/ Of the time of President Diaz;/ And now I look at every soldier— / Having a pistol that lacks a trigger.
José Guadalupe Posada
1947
55. The Rustic Official. Señor Don Emeterio,/ Mayor of a rustic village,/ Took grave and formal measures/ Against the epidemic—/ He enlarged the cemetery!
55. The Rustic Official. Señor Don Emeterio,/ Mayor of a rustic village,/ Took grave and formal measures/ Against the epidemic—/ He enlarged the cemetery!
José Guadalupe Posada
1947
8. Calavera of the Barber’s Razor. With dull tin-plated razor,/ Raspy as a hog’s back,/ All his customers Don Nachinto shaved and scraped./ But a Saturday came/ When swift Death/ Undesignedly changed it for me/ To a barbecue of bones.
8. Calavera of the Barber’s Razor. With dull tin-plated razor,/ Raspy as a hog’s back,/ All his customers Don Nachinto shaved and scraped./ But a Saturday came/ When swift Death/ Undesignedly changed it for me/ To a barbecue of bones.
José Guadalupe Posada
1947
28. Drunkard. The fault was cruel Destiny’s,/ Which willed me such a name /They said: “Go forth, Albino” /And to the wine I went.
28. Drunkard. The fault was cruel Destiny’s,/ Which willed me such a name /They said: “Go forth, Albino” /And to the wine I went.
José Guadalupe Posada
1947
7. Hay un guiso nacional,/ A quien puso no se quién,/ El feo nombre de “tamal”./ Y mire usted que vaiven:/ Cuande el tamal no está bien,/ Resulta que no es tamal,/ Y en cambio, cuando está bien,/ Es justo cuando es tamal./ Y si el tamal no está bien./ El que lo come está mal…/ ¿Quién entiende este belén/ De ese guiso nacional?
7. Hay un guiso nacional,/ A quien puso no se quién,/ El feo nombre de “tamal”./ Y mire usted que vaiven:/ Cuande el tamal no está bien,/ Resulta que no es tamal,/ Y en cambio, cuando está bien,/ Es justo cuando es tamal./ Y si el tamal no está bien./ El que lo come está mal…/ ¿Quién entiende este belén/ De ese guiso nacional?
José Guadalupe Posada
1947
56. Financier. Making exact accounts;/ Many have I financed,/ But— who doesn’t like to buy/ Dollars at four bits?
56. Financier. Making exact accounts;/ Many have I financed,/ But— who doesn’t like to buy/ Dollars at four bits?
José Guadalupe Posada
1947
64. ¿Qué son mis versos por demás vulgares?/ Son para el pueblo y eso debo darles:/ El vulgo es necio y pues lo paga es justo,/ Hablarle en necio para darle gusto.
64. ¿Qué son mis versos por demás vulgares?/ Son para el pueblo y eso debo darles:/ El vulgo es necio y pues lo paga es justo,/ Hablarle en necio para darle gusto.
José Guadalupe Posada
1947
2. Politics. Said a leader earnestly:/ “As they paint it, I jump it,/ “And even if they didn’t, I would jump;/ “For he how lags, loses.”
2. Politics. Said a leader earnestly:/ “As they paint it, I jump it,/ “And even if they didn’t, I would jump;/ “For he how lags, loses.”
José Guadalupe Posada
1947
11. Thought for Hallowe’en. It is a palpable truth,/ That which is phrase states:/ That only he who was not born/ Can never be a skeleton.
11. Thought for Hallowe’en. It is a palpable truth,/ That which is phrase states:/ That only he who was not born/ Can never be a skeleton.
José Guadalupe Posada
1947
20. The Petulant Dolphin. Said a dolphin, criticized,/ “Do you read music?—/ “Nor do I./ “As David said:/ “There’s your harp,/ “Play it yourself!”
20. The Petulant Dolphin. Said a dolphin, criticized,/ “Do you read music?—/ “Nor do I./ “As David said:/ “There’s your harp,/ “Play it yourself!”
José Guadalupe Posada
1947
72. The Store of “Fair Prices”. With our fair prices/ We never cheat you—/ But my clerks are astute,/ And know a trick or two.
72. The Store of “Fair Prices”. With our fair prices/ We never cheat you—/ But my clerks are astute,/ And know a trick or two.
José Guadalupe Posada
1947
18. Conundrum of the Chair. A chair like this/ People would not fight over./ Which chair is it that causes struggle?/ Why, Man! The Presidential one!
18. Conundrum of the Chair. A chair like this/ People would not fight over./ Which chair is it that causes struggle?/ Why, Man! The Presidential one!
José Guadalupe Posada
1947