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مشاهدة النسخة كاملة : Prose & Poetry


أبو الشباب
20-06-2002, 05:56 AM
السلام والرحمة

أخواني ، أخواتي .......

هذه إحدى الوسائل التي أتمنى أن تساعدنا على تعلم اللغة الانجليزية

حيث سنحاول عرض بعض prose و poetry ومن خلالها سنتعرف على كلمات

جديدة و اساليب كتابه جديدة و معاني ذات مستوى عالي من اللغة .

HOW TO BE HAPPY


Keep your heart free from hate , your mind from worry

Live simple, expect little , give much.

Sing often, pray always

Fill your life with love

Scatter sunshine forget yourself think of other's

Do work with all your heart,

Do it as if you would do it for yourself.

Always remember GOD

Always keep a smiling face



:) يا ســـــــ W o w ــــــــلام :)

jaz004

جمر الآهات
21-06-2002, 05:08 PM
I want to give u a poetic gift
could u accept it ?

:rolleyes: :rolleyes:

A New Day Has Come


A new day - oh
A new day - oh

I was waiting for so long
For a miracle to come
Everyone told me to be strong
Hold on and don't shed a tear
Through the darkness and good times
I knew I'd make it through
And the world thought I had it all
But I was waiting for you

Hush, now
I see a light in the sky
Oh, it's almost blinding me
I can't believe I've been touched by an angel with love
Let the rain come down and wash away my tears
Let it fill my soul and drown my fears
Let it shatter the walls for a new sun
A new day has come

Where there was dark now there's light
Where there was pain now there's joy
Where there was weakness I found my strength
All in the eyes of a boy

Hush, now
I see a light in the sky
Oh, it's almost blinding me
I can't believe I've been touched by an angel with love
Let the rain come down and wash away my tears
Let it fill my soul and drown my fears
Let it shatter the walls for a new sun
A new day has come

Le the rain come down and wash away my tears
Let it fill my soul and drown my fears
Let it shatter the walls for a new sun
A new day has come

Hush, now
I see a light in your eyes
All in the eyes of a boy
I can't believe I've been touched by an angel with love
I can't believe I've been touched by an angel with love

Hush, now
A new day
Hush



if u need a help
I'll be happy to help u as possibile as I can jaz004 jaz004 jaz005

شهد المعرفه
21-06-2002, 05:36 PM
What a lovely song from Celine Dion

I'm one of the biggest fans for Celine, she is the best singer ever been
.
Nice choice jaz001 jaz001


Could you please accept this gift please!!



POWER OF LOVE
---------------------------------

The whispers in the morning
Of lovers sleeping tight
Are rolling like thunder now
As I look in your eyes
I hold on to your body
And feel each move you make
Your voice is warm and tender
A love that I could not forsake


cause I am your lady
And you are my man
Whenever you reach for me
I'll do all that I can

Lost is how I'm feeling lying in your arms
When the world outside's too
Much to take
That all ends when I'm with you

Even though there may be times
It seems I'm far away
Never wonder where I am
cause I am always by your side


We're heading for something
Somewhere I've never been
Sometimes I am frightened
But I'm ready to learn
Of the power of love

The sound of your heart beating
Made it clear
Suddenly the feeling that I can't go on
Is light years away


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I hope you like it..

Bye.. Take care!!!

جمر الآهات
23-06-2002, 05:10 AM
I think it is better produce such vocabularies we use in explanations of poems

do u see I to I with me ??

أبو الشباب
10-07-2002, 02:18 AM
LOVE

All thoughts, all passions, all delights,
Whatever stirs this mortal frame,
All are but ministers of Love,
And feed his sacred flame.
Oft in my waking dreams do I
When midway on the mount I lay,
Beside the ruined tower.

The moonshine, stealing o'er the scene
Had blended with the lights of eve;
And she was there, my hope, my joy,
My own dear Genevieve!

She leant against the arm{'e}d man,
The statue of the arm{'e}d knight;
She stood and listened to my lay,
Amid the lingering light.

Few sorrows hath she of her own,
My hope! my joy! my Genevieve!
She loves me best, whene'er I sing
The songs that make her grieve.

I played a soft and doleful air,
I sang an old and moving story--
An old rude song, that suited well
That ruin wild and hoary.

She listened with a flitting blush,
With downcast eyes and modest grace;
For well she knew, I could not choose
But gaze upon her face.

I told her of the Knight that wore
Upon his shield a burning brand;
And that for ten long years he wooed
The Lady of the Land.

I told her how he pined: and ah!
The deep, the low, the pleading tone
With which I sang another's love,
Interpreted my own.

She listened with a flitting blush,
With downcast eyes, and modest grace;
And she forgave me, that I gazed
Too fondly on her face!

But when I told the cruel scorn
And that he crossed the mountain-woods,
Nor rested day nor night;

That sometimes from the savage den,
And sometimes from the darksome shade,
And sometimes starting up at once
In green and sunny glade,--

There came and looked him in the face
An angel beautiful and bright;
And that he knew it was a Fiend,
This miserable Knight!

And that unknowing what he did,
He leaped amid a murderous band,
And saved from outrage worse than death
The Lady of the Land!

And how she wept, and clasped his knees;
And how she tended him in vain--
And ever strove to expiate
The scorn that crazed his brain;--

And that she nursed him in a cave;
And how his madness went away,
When on the yellow forest-leaves
A dying man he lay;--

His dying words--but when I reached
That tenderest strain of all the ditty,
My faltering voice and pausing harp
Disturbed her soul with pity!

All impulses of soul and sense
Had thrilled my guileless Genevieve;
The music and the doleful tale,
The rich and balmy eve;

And hopes, and fears that kindle hope,
An undistinguishable throng,
And gentle wishes long subdued,
Subdued and cherished long!

She wept with pity and delight,
She blushed with love, and virgin-shame;
And like the murmur of a dream,
I heard her breathe my name.

Her bosom heaved--she stepped aside,
As conscious of my look she stepped--
Then suddenly, with timorous eye
She fled to me and wept.

She half enclosed me with her arms,
She pressed me with a meek embrace;
And bending back her head, looked up,
And gazed upon my face.

'Twas partly love, and partly fear,
And partly 'twas a bashful art,
That I might rather feel, than see,
The swelling of her heart.

I calmed her fears, and she was calm,
And told her love with virgin pride;
And so I won my Genevieve,
My bright and beauteous Bride



Lyrical Ballads
jaz004

أبو الشباب
10-07-2002, 02:46 AM
I said baby



I said baby, be good to me
She said darling, it's not ment to be
But oh, don't you know - we were ment to be

I said sugar, treat me right
She said lover, not tonight
But oh, its so clear to me - we were ment to be

And oh, don't you know...
I'm gonna dance away, dance away, dance away my sanity
I'm gonna crash the car, hit the bar, go too far cuz' I'm a star with you!

Honey Angel, I love you so
She said shnookums, I've got to go
But oh, can't you see - we were ment to be

And oh, don't you know...
I'm gonna dance away, dance away, dance away my sanity
I'm gonna crash the car, trash the bar, go too far cuz' I'm a star with you!

And every day I wake up and I just want to open my wrissts to the sky.
You make me feel 'just so' inside.

I said baby...
BabyBabyBabyBabyBabyBabyBabyBabyBaby BabyBabyBabyBabyBabyBabyBabyBabyBaby

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