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القصيدة التانية كمان لـ Marvell
واللي هي بعنوان: To His Coy Mistress
HAD we but world enough, and time,
This coyness, lady, were no crime.
We would sit down and think which way
To walk, and pass our long love's day;
Thou by the Indian Ganges' side
Shouldst rubies find; I by the tide
Of Humber would complain. I would
Love you ten years before the Flood;
And you should, if you please, refuse
Till the conversion of the Jews.
My vegetable love should grow
Vaster than empires, and more slow.
An hundred years should go to praise
Thine eyes, and on thy forehead gaze;
Two hundred to adore each breast,
But thirty thousand to the rest;
An age at least to every part,
And the last age should show your heart.
For, lady, you deserve this state,
Nor would I love at lower rate.
But at my back I always hear
Time's winged chariot hurrying near;
And yonder all before us lie
Deserts of vast eternity.
Thy beauty shall no more be found,
Nor, in thy marble vault, shall sound
My echoing song; then worms shall try
That long preserv'd virginity,
And your quaint honour turn to dust,
And into ashes all my lust.
The grave's a fine and private place,
But none I think do there embrace.
Now therefore, while the youthful hue
Sits on thy skin like morning dew,
And while thy willing soul transpires
At every pore with instant fires,
Now let us sport us while we may;
And now, like am'rous birds of prey,
Rather at once our time devour,
Than languish in his slow-chapp'd power.
Let us roll all our strength, and all
Our sweetness, up into one ball;
And tear our pleasures with rough strife
Thorough the iron gates of life.
Thus, though we cannot make our sun
Stand still, yet we will make him run.
أنا كمان ما بهمني ترجمة الكلمات على قد ما بهمني تحليل القصيدة
لنو هو بالنهاية ما رح يجيب بالامتحان ترجم الكلمات بين اللغتين
وحتى اذا في شي موقع فيو تحليلات اسعفوني فيه لأني دورت كتير مواقع وما كنت لاقي شي يفيدني
واذا لقيت شي يفيد كان بدو دفع عن طريق فيزا كارد وللأسف ما بملكا ولو كنت بملكا ما كنت قصرت المهم رفع المواد
_________________ كُنتُ اذا التقيتُ بِكَ فِي سطورِ ذاكرتِي أفرحْ ..
كنتُ اذا ما تعثرتُ بِكَ فِي قلبِي .. أذوبُ اشتياقاً ..
اليومْ .. احترقتَ بداخلِي ..
وَأَعلمُ جيداً ..
أنهُ أبداً لا يحيا الرمادْ ..
...أبداً لَنْ يحيا الرمادْ ..
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