LIKE a huge Python, winding round and round The rugged trunk, indented deep with scars, Up to its very summit near the stars, A creeper climbs, in whose embraces bound No other tree could live. But gallantly The giant wears the scarf, and flowers are hung In crimson clusters all the boughs among, Whereon all day are gathered bird and bee; And oft at nights the garden overflows With one sweet song that seems to have no close, Sung darkling from our tree, while men repose. When first my casement is wide open thrown At dawn, my eyes delighted on it rest; Sometimes, and most in winter,-on its crest A gray baboon sits statue-like alone Watching the sunrise; while on lower boughs His puny offspring leap about and play; And far and near kokilas hail the day; And to their pastures wend our sleepy cows; And in the shadow, on the broad tank cast By that hoar tree, so beautiful and vast, The water-lilies spring, like snow enmassed. But not because of its magnificence Dear is the Casuarina to my soul: Beneath it we have played; though years may roll, O sweet companions, loved with love intense, For your sakes, shall the tree be ever dear. Blent with your images, it shall arise In memory, till the hot tears blind mine eyes! What is that dirge-like murmur that I hear Like the sea breaking on a shingle-beach? It is the tree’s lament, an eerie speech, That haply to the unknown land may reach. Unknown, yet well-known to the eye of faith! Ah, I have heard that wail far, far away In distant lands, by many a sheltered bay, When slumbered in his cave the water-wraith And the waves gently kissed the classic shore Of France or Italy, beneath the moon, When earth lay trancèd in a dreamless swoon: And every time the music rose,-before Mine inner vision rose a form sublime, Thy form, O Tree, as in my happy prime I saw thee, in my own loved native clime. Therefore I fain would consecrate a lay Unto thy honor, Tree, beloved of those Who now in blessed sleep for aye repose,- Dearer than life to me, alas, were they! Mayst thou be numbered when my days are done With deathless trees-like those in Borrowdale, Under whose awful branches lingered pale “Fear, trembling Hope, and Death, the skeleton, And Time the shadow;” and though weak the verse That would thy beauty fain, oh, fain rehearse, May Love defend thee from Oblivion’s curse.
ഭയങ്കര ജലദോഷം ആണല്ലേ 🙄 മൂക്കിന് അടച്ചിൽ ഉണ്ട് വർത്തമാനം ഒന്നും തിരിയുന്നില്ല എന്ധോ കരയാൻ പോകുന്ന പോലെ 🙄 എന്തായാലും ഇങ്ങനെ ജലദോഷം ആയിട്ടും വീഡിയോ ഇട്ടല്ലോ...😇
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LIKE a huge Python, winding round and round
The rugged trunk, indented deep with scars,
Up to its very summit near the stars,
A creeper climbs, in whose embraces bound
No other tree could live. But gallantly
The giant wears the scarf, and flowers are hung
In crimson clusters all the boughs among,
Whereon all day are gathered bird and bee;
And oft at nights the garden overflows
With one sweet song that seems to have no close,
Sung darkling from our tree, while men repose.
When first my casement is wide open thrown
At dawn, my eyes delighted on it rest;
Sometimes, and most in winter,-on its crest
A gray baboon sits statue-like alone
Watching the sunrise; while on lower boughs
His puny offspring leap about and play;
And far and near kokilas hail the day;
And to their pastures wend our sleepy cows;
And in the shadow, on the broad tank cast
By that hoar tree, so beautiful and vast,
The water-lilies spring, like snow enmassed.
But not because of its magnificence
Dear is the Casuarina to my soul:
Beneath it we have played; though years may roll,
O sweet companions, loved with love intense,
For your sakes, shall the tree be ever dear.
Blent with your images, it shall arise
In memory, till the hot tears blind mine eyes!
What is that dirge-like murmur that I hear
Like the sea breaking on a shingle-beach?
It is the tree’s lament, an eerie speech,
That haply to the unknown land may reach.
Unknown, yet well-known to the eye of faith!
Ah, I have heard that wail far, far away
In distant lands, by many a sheltered bay,
When slumbered in his cave the water-wraith
And the waves gently kissed the classic shore
Of France or Italy, beneath the moon,
When earth lay trancèd in a dreamless swoon:
And every time the music rose,-before
Mine inner vision rose a form sublime,
Thy form, O Tree, as in my happy prime
I saw thee, in my own loved native clime.
Therefore I fain would consecrate a lay
Unto thy honor, Tree, beloved of those
Who now in blessed sleep for aye repose,-
Dearer than life to me, alas, were they!
Mayst thou be numbered when my days are done
With deathless trees-like those in Borrowdale,
Under whose awful branches lingered pale
“Fear, trembling Hope, and Death, the skeleton,
And Time the shadow;” and though weak the verse
That would thy beauty fain, oh, fain rehearse,
May Love defend thee from Oblivion’s curse.
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tradition and individual talent by TS Eliot ... ഒന്ന് ചെയൊ... Please
"The child " by tagore
Edhonnu cheyydh tharaamo
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Authorne kurichoode next vediosl parayane...... good narrtn👏👏
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Good explanation
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Such a long journey,shadow line ...can you...pls
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Please upload "The child by Rabindranath Tagore
tagore child cheyyamo
Snows of Kilimanjaro and Slaughter house 5.. please do sir
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Sir Loss of Land and Livelihood video cheyyamoo..
John Milton nte 'on blindness ' nte summary iduvo?
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Please uploade The child -Tagore
Pls upload our country's good by Timberlake wertenbaker
Sri aurobindo nte A Tree poem kude explain cheyyuo.. next week exam anu
An Indian Lovesong by Sarojini Naidu ചെയ്യുവോ
plz upload virginia woolf modern fiction
Please upload poem lotus by torodutt
Mahesh dattani the girl who touched the stars ,drama ,summary cheyyamo pls
Sir could you please do a video on Cirilo F. Bautista: “Written in
Stratford-Upon-Avon.” poem. Because there is no meterial available for this. 🥺
Pls upload MA second sem
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Sir,the rose of god by Aurobindo...summary cheyyavo?
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Please upload Funeral blues by W H Auden
Author ne kurichu randuvari paranjoode plzzz
Sir plz give summary of still falls the rain and portrait of barmaid plz hlp sir.... plz..... monday online exm.... plz hlp its my request
Plz upload tughlaq
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The poet's condition is much similar to John Keats
ഭയങ്കര ജലദോഷം ആണല്ലേ 🙄 മൂക്കിന് അടച്ചിൽ ഉണ്ട് വർത്തമാനം ഒന്നും തിരിയുന്നില്ല എന്ധോ കരയാൻ പോകുന്ന പോലെ 🙄 എന്തായാലും ഇങ്ങനെ ജലദോഷം ആയിട്ടും വീഡിയോ ഇട്ടല്ലോ...😇
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Pls upload MA second sem
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