shroty
09-14-2007, 02:10 PM
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presentation كمان 10 ايام ، ياريت ماتتأخروا علي لانه عايز الشرح باللغة الانجليزيه بردوا مش العربيه
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"Daffodils" (1804)
I WANDERED lonely as a cloud
That floats on high over vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the Milky Way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance
.
The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed -- and gazed -- but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought
For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils
.
By William Wordsworth (1770-1850).
ضروووووووووووووووووووووري يا أخوانا وياريت التعليق يكون جميل على الابيات وشوح مبسط لها بحدود 30 سطر
presentation كمان 10 ايام ، ياريت ماتتأخروا علي لانه عايز الشرح باللغة الانجليزيه بردوا مش العربيه
يعني اي واحد يعمل عليها commentary
"Daffodils" (1804)
I WANDERED lonely as a cloud
That floats on high over vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the Milky Way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance
.
The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed -- and gazed -- but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought
For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils
.
By William Wordsworth (1770-1850).
ضروووووووووووووووووووووري يا أخوانا وياريت التعليق يكون جميل على الابيات وشوح مبسط لها بحدود 30 سطر