Just for best poets!!!!!

Hi
good evening for all

in this poem I have some question JUST for BEST POETS

the poem

John Donne
The Computation
Poem lyrics of The Computation by John Donne.
For the first twenty years since yesterday
I scarce believed thou couldst be gone away;
For forty more I fed on favors past,
And forty on hopes that thou wouldst they might last.
Tears drowned one hundred, and sighs blew out two,
A thousand, I did neither think nor do,
Or not divide, all being one thought of you,
Or in a thousand more forgot that too.
Yet call not this long life, but think that I
Am, by being dead, immortal. Can ghosts die?



Q: Dicide in your opinion what the word''GHOST'' referd to????


Now consider the last two lines:

Yet call not this long life, but think that I
Am, by being dead, immortal. Can ghosts die?

Q: Is there a hyperbole in the last two lines, Explain it, is it stranger or weaker than the serious of Hyperboles above and what is its effect????

Can you at least ask the questions without so many spelling and grammar mistakes? What kind of "best poets" are you asking who would tolerate such carelessness in the use of language?

Can we go out and play once we finish your homework?