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Plate 4: Las mujeres dan valor (The women are courageous). This plate depicts a struggle between a group of civilians fighting soldiers.
Plate 5: Y son fieras (And they are fierce or And they fight like wild beasts). Civilians, including women, fight against soldiers with spears and rocks.
Plate 46: Esto es malo (This is bad). A monk is killed by French soldiers looting church treasures. A rare sympathetic image of clergy generally shown on the side of oppression and injustice.
Plate 47: Así sucedió (This is how it happened). The last print in the first group. Murdered monks lay by French soldiers looting church treasures.
Plate 64: Carretadas al cementerio (Cartloads for the cemetery). The last print in the famine group.
Plate 65: Qué alboroto es este? (What is this hubbub?). The first print in the final group. The woman likely represents the rejected Constitution of 1814.
Plate 77: Que se rompe la cuerda! (May the rope break!). In the preparatory drawing the cleric was a Pope.
Plate 78: Se defiende bien (He defends himself well). The horse appears to be a metaphor for the constitutional monarchy, fighting without help from the wolf-hounds, who perhaps represent anti-monarchical revolution.

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