British Council Library αွာ α ာαြားαα္αုα္းα αα်ာα ာα‘ုα္ αါးαါးေαးαဲαေα αΎαိဳα္αုိααူးαားαဲ့αဲ့ αα်ာေαးေαြေαာ၊ αα ္ျαားα ာα‘ုα္αဲα αα်ာေαး ေαြေαာαါ αါαα္။ αα½ြα္α αα်ာαုိα္းαုိေαာ့ ααံα ားαα္αါαူး။ αံα ားαုိαααဲ့ αα်ာေαးေαြαုိေαာ့ αα္ျαα ္αါαα္။ The Shadow ,The Road Not Taken αဲα Time Racing αုိေαာ့ α‘αΎαိဳα္αံုးαါαဲ ။
Love & Sorrow
Marvelous music moves in the wind.
Words of deep wonder wander by.
Love is the lasting lesson they send.
“Our is for always ’’, we each reply.
Sorrow surrounding sets off clearer
How each is for each ( and everyday )
Comfort & closeness , clasping nearer
The love we live by that lights our way.
The weather has wakened this wild song.
It sings beyond sadness, wise & sweet
Our hearts rise high, and hope grow strong.
From downpour ,from darkness dawns love complete.
The Gift
From where and whom ? Why ask , in torment
All life long when ,while we live ,we live in it?
As pointless to ask for the truth in epiphanies
That throb in the fire, rustle ,then fall into ash; or
Why stars are not black in a white firmament.
Enough that it was given , green as of right ,when ,
Equally possible, nothing might ever have been
By JOHN ORMOND
(literary)firmament =the sky
(literary) epiphany=a moment when you suddenly realize or understand something important
Ignorance
Strange to know nothing , never to be sure of
What is true or right or real,
But forced to qualify or so I feel,
Or Well , it does seem so:
Someone must know
Strange to ignorant of the ways things work:
Their skills at finding what they need,
Their sense of shape , and punctual spread of seed
Yes, it is strange,
Even to wear such knowledge – for our flesh
Surrounds us with its own decisions-
And yet spend all our life on imprecision,
Have no idea why .
Imprecision= not exact, accurate or clear
PHILIP LARKIN
Salt
( I love you as fresh meat loves salt )
There is a kind of love that want for nothing
merely time to wade deep in the salt waters
of eyes so wise they need no words to say .
There is a love ,kind of love that arises smiling from
separate beds in separate towns
rejoicing in the existence of the other.
This love needs no promises ,no ceremonies
Its every shared meal is a dedication,
every seasoned memory an affirmation.
every seasoned memory an affirmation.
ANGELA TOPPING
Rejoicing=(literary ) a time when people celebrate & express feelings of great happiness
Time Racing
Time race in the clock , and we
His flying feet can hear.
This seasons turn and bolt and free
Quick as white tail deer.
I fear you time . I fear your feet.
Faster and Faster they speed and
Our happy life complete
Shortens with everyday
I fear you ,seasons, fear your turn,
Bolting so fast and far.
Watching every year speed up ,
I yearn for the slowness of a star .
When were young, a season seemed
Like hour in an endless ring.
We then each other only dreamed,
Our queen of hearts or king.
Those dreams fulfilled, each other found,
We watch our late time run .
Wary of speed , we trust he’s bound.
For a goal beyond the sun .
(ROBERT CALDWELL STEWARD)
The Road Not Taken
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other ,as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear
Though as for the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black
Oh,I kept the first for the another day!
Yet knowing how ways lead onto way
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence;
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood , and I -----
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
Robert Frost (1916 )
The Shadow
Follow a shadow,it still files you ;
Seem to fly it,it will purse:
So court a mistress,she denies you;
Let her alone,she will court you
Say,are not women truly,then,
Styled but the shadows of us men?
At morn and even,shadows are longest;
At noon they arrrre or short or none:
So men are weakest,they are strongest,
But grant us perfect,they are not women truly, then,
Styled but the shadows of us men ?
by Ben Jonson [1573-1637]
Seem to fly it,it will purse:
So court a mistress,she denies you;
Let her alone,she will court you
Say,are not women truly,then,
Styled but the shadows of us men?
At morn and even,shadows are longest;
At noon they arrrre or short or none:
So men are weakest,they are strongest,
But grant us perfect,they are not women truly, then,
Styled but the shadows of us men ?
by Ben Jonson [1573-1637]
α‘αိα္
α‘αိα္αုိ αα္αုိα္ α ၊
αα့္αံαွ αြα္ေျαးαα္ ။
αα္αား၍ αွα့္ျαα္ေျαးα
α‘αိα္αေαး αα့္ေαာα္αုိαုိα္αα္။ ။
αုိαα္းαူ α်ိဳ αα ္α¦းαုိ
α်α ္αူးαံုေαးαုိααα္
ျαα္းαိα့္αα္ αွα္ααြဲ။ ။
αူααိုαာ αα္ααြα္α
αိα္းαြα္αα္ αα့္αုိαာαဲ။ ။
αα္αုα္αာ α‘α်ိဳးααီးα်ားαား ။
α‘αိα္ααာ α‘α်ိဳးαားα်ားαား ။ ။
α‘αိα္α်ားαွα္αုိααြα္ ၊
αံαα္ႏွα့္ αေααွာ ။
αြα္းαα့္α်ိα္ α‘αိα္ααြα္
αုိα်α္ αျαα္αာ ။
αုိαα္းαူ α‘α်ိဳးαားαုိα
α‘ားα‘αα္းαံုး αုိα αာ
αူαိုααွာ α‘ားαΎαီးေαα ြ ။ ။
ျαီးျαα့္α ံုααေαး
αူαုိαေαးေαြ ααိαွာαΎα ။
αα္αုα္αာ α‘α်ိဳးααီးေαြαား ။
α‘αိα္ ααာ α‘α်ိဳးαားေαြαား ။ ။
What Are Heavy ?
What are heavy ? Sea-sand and sorrow.
What are brief ? Today and tomorrow .
What are frail ? Spring blossom and youth .
What are deep ? The ocean and truth .
by Christina Rossetti
What are brief ? Today and tomorrow .
What are frail ? Spring blossom and youth .
What are deep ? The ocean and truth .
by Christina Rossetti
α‘ေျααွာαါ
ေαΎααြဲαႈα ႏွα့္ αα္ αα္αဲ
α‘αα္αာ α αုိ၍ ေαးαα္ ααဲ။
αα္αေαα ႏွα့္ αα္ ျαα္αါ
αα္α‘αါ α αုိေαာα္းαာ ။
ႏုα်ိဳျαα္း ႏွα့္ ေႏြαα္းαြα့္ေαြ
ႏြα္းေα်ာ္αြα္αာ αα္α‘αာေα ။
ααုαα΅αာႏွα့္ αα α₯ာααား
αα္αွႈိα္းαာ αုိ ေျαာαါ αား ။