NiGhT AnGeL
11-07-2007, 02:46 PM
Hello ..
.. I've a presentation afterr 4 days about Lord Byron's poem "Childe Harold's Pilgrimage": Canto the Third and i ve a problem in understanding these stanzas:flare: .. So i will be very thankful if u help me out and explain these stanzas 2 me in simple English :yawnb:>
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I
1 Is thy face like thy mother's, my fair child!
2 Ada! sole daughter of my house and heart?
3 When last I saw thy young blue eyes they smil'd,
4 And then we parted--not as now we part,
5 But with a hope.--Awaking with a start,
6 The waters heave around me; and on high
7 The winds lift up their voices: I depart,
8 Whither I know not; but the hour's gone by,
9When Albion's lessening shores could grieve or glad mine eye.
II
10 Once more upon the waters! yet once more!
11 And the waves bound beneath me as a steed
12 That knows his rider. Welcome to their roar!
13 Swift be their guidance, wheresoe'er it lead!
14 Though the strain'd mast should quiver as a reed,
15 And the rent canvas fluttering strew the gale,
16 Still must I on; for I am as a weed,
17 Flung from the rock, on Ocean's foam to sail
18Where'er the surge may sweep, the tempest's breath prevail.
III
19 In my youth's summer I did sing of One,
20 The wandering outlaw of his own dark mind;
21 Again I seize the theme, then but begun,
22 And bear it with me, as the rushing wind
23 Bears the cloud onwards: in that Tale I find
24 The furrows of long thought, and dried-up tears,
25 Which, ebbing, leave a sterile track behind,
26 O'er which all heavily the journeying years
27Plod the last sands of life--where not a flower appears.
.. Thanks ,
.. I've a presentation afterr 4 days about Lord Byron's poem "Childe Harold's Pilgrimage": Canto the Third and i ve a problem in understanding these stanzas:flare: .. So i will be very thankful if u help me out and explain these stanzas 2 me in simple English :yawnb:>
..
I
1 Is thy face like thy mother's, my fair child!
2 Ada! sole daughter of my house and heart?
3 When last I saw thy young blue eyes they smil'd,
4 And then we parted--not as now we part,
5 But with a hope.--Awaking with a start,
6 The waters heave around me; and on high
7 The winds lift up their voices: I depart,
8 Whither I know not; but the hour's gone by,
9When Albion's lessening shores could grieve or glad mine eye.
II
10 Once more upon the waters! yet once more!
11 And the waves bound beneath me as a steed
12 That knows his rider. Welcome to their roar!
13 Swift be their guidance, wheresoe'er it lead!
14 Though the strain'd mast should quiver as a reed,
15 And the rent canvas fluttering strew the gale,
16 Still must I on; for I am as a weed,
17 Flung from the rock, on Ocean's foam to sail
18Where'er the surge may sweep, the tempest's breath prevail.
III
19 In my youth's summer I did sing of One,
20 The wandering outlaw of his own dark mind;
21 Again I seize the theme, then but begun,
22 And bear it with me, as the rushing wind
23 Bears the cloud onwards: in that Tale I find
24 The furrows of long thought, and dried-up tears,
25 Which, ebbing, leave a sterile track behind,
26 O'er which all heavily the journeying years
27Plod the last sands of life--where not a flower appears.
.. Thanks ,