Opening Passage: We are actually missing the original beginning of the work. The beginning we have is as follows (providing both the Castilian and the English for comparison):
De los sos ojos tan fuertemientre llorando,
tornava la cabeça e estávolos catando;
vio puertas abiertas e uços sin cañados,
alcándaras vazías sin pielles e sin mantos
e sin falcones e sin adtores mudados.
Sospiró Mio Cid ca mucho avié grandes cuidados;
fabló Mio Cid bien e tan mesurado;
"¡Grado a ti, Señor, Padre que estás en alto!
Esto me an buelto mios enemigos malos."***
Tears were flowing from his eyes, then flowing faster
As he turned and looked back, just standing,
He saw the doors, swung open, padlocks gone,
Wall pegs empty, no furs, no gowns
or cloaks, no falcons or molting hawks.
My Cid sighed, his burdens weighing him down.
My Cid spoke, in measured, well-controlled tones:
"I thank you, my Father, my Lord on high!
This is the vulture trap my evil enemies sent me." (pp. 2-3)
Summary: El Cid Campeador has fallen out of favor with the king (accused of embezzlement and disloyalty) and has been exiled from Castile. He and his men have to leave in haste, and there is immediately a problem of what to do about funds, particularly since it is now illegal for anyone directly to aid him. With the help of one of his right-hand men, Martín Antolínez, he hatches a plan; lots of people think he has embezzled taxes, so he uses chests purportedly filled with these taxes as collateral on a loan from Jewish moneylenders, on the pretext that they have a need liquid cash rather than gold treasure. In reality the chests are filled with sand, and by some quick-talking El Cid and his men come away with six hundred golden marks. As he leaves the territory, El Cid has a dream in which the Archangel Gabriel tells him that all will be well.
Out of the kingdom, El Cid needs another means of leverage, and in this case it is his military prowess. They seize a town in the territory of Toledo, but since the area has ties to and is under the protection of King Alfonso, they sell back the town to the Moors who own it and move on. Eventually, El Cid and his men seize the key strategic town of Alcocer; this alarms the realm of Valencia, which lays seige to the town, but by a surprise attack, El Cid wins a decisive victory. However, he realizes that the geopolitical situation is a more complicated than he had hoped, so he again sells back the town to the Moors. At this point he is incredibly wealthy from all of his victories and from selling towns back to the people from whom he took them, so he sends a gift to King Alfonso in hopes that it starts paving the path for his return.
So things go, but the key turning point comes when El Cid begins conquering the territory of Valencia, a grueling process lasting several years and resulting finally in the conquest of Valenica itself. This gives El Cid a stable enough position that he is able to reunite with his wife and daughters. The Kingdom of Morocco assaults Valencia with an impressive army, but despite being outnumbered, El Cid again outmaneuvers his enemy.
King Alfonso decides to heal the breach, and does so by pressing El Cid to give his daughters, Elvira and Sol, to the sons of the dauphins of Carrión. El Cid is not particularly thrilled at the marriages, but practically he doesn't have many other options, so he agrees to them. Everything seems good for a while. Cracks begin to develop, however, when a lion escapes its cage. El Cid handles himself well, and in fact simply leads the lion back to its cage, but not before his sons-in-law show themselves to be made of less courageous material, a cowardice that increasingly becomes obvious. The dauphins leave Valencia, claiming they wish to show their wives their own lands, but along the way they mistreat them and abandon them to die. Elvira and Sol luck out when a cousin comes across them. As King Alfonso had pressed the marriages on El Cid, this forces his hand, and he has to hold a formal court in Toledoto determine what should be done. This inevitably ends badly for the dauphins, but as it happens princes from Navarre and Aragon had come to the court proposing marriage, which means that both Elvira and Sol end up with far superior husbands, in both character and influence. And with this we more or less end, with El Cid effectively at the summit of what could possibly be achieved by a knight.
El cantar de mio Cid is interesting in that it is an epic that regards warfare as an entirely secondary matter. Obviously, since one of El Cid's advantages is his extraordinary military prowess, it comes up at regular intervals, but the author has no interest in battles and wars as such, and at several points simply ignores very famous military conflicts of which he seems, from other things, to be clearly aware. What really interests the author is not El Cid's military prowess but his sociopolitical prowess, and the successes at which he most marvels are not battles won against incredible odds (although there are several of those) but the fact that El Cid is basically thrown out of society, with no resources except the loyalty of his men, and not only survives but thrives. Indeed, if anything, his exile ultimately makes El Cid massively more powerful, and the poem ends with El Cid more or less at the top of the social world. Stripped of everything, El Cid almost immediately manages (if only by fraud) to get all that he needs for immediate expenses and then (if only by conquest) to achieve a massive quantity of wealth and rulership of a relatively powerful city. All of the military achievements are as nothing compared to the man having endured one of the worst punishments in his society and come out on top despite, and even because of it. That is the marvel that the author clearly finds remarkable.
Favorite Passage:
Muño Gustioz stood up:
"Shut up, traitor, evil and dangerous!
You eat before you've said a single prayer,
Your greeting kiss stinks like your breath.
You don't speak truth to friends or lords;
You lie to everyone, and mostly to God.
I have no interest in friendship with you:
I'll make you admit you are what I say you are!"
King Alfonso declared: "This matter is closed.
We must proceed to combat, in the name of God!" (p. 227)
Recommendation: Highly Recommended, although I did not always like Burton Raffel's translations.
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The Song of the Cid, Burton Raffel, tr., Penguin (New York: 2009).