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Aug 25

2014

The Snare-West Bengal Board Class Ix EnglishThe Snare-West Bengal Board Class Ix English

I hear a sudden cry of pain! There is a rabbit in a snare: Now I hear the cry again, But I cannot tell from where. But I cannot tell

Aug 25

2014

The Light of Other Days West Bengal Board Class Ix EnglishThe Light of Other Days West Bengal Board Class Ix English

OFT, in the stilly night, Ere slumber’s chain has bound me, Fond Memory brings the light Of other days around me: The smiles, the tears Of boyhood’s years, The words of love then spoken; The eyes that

Aug 25

2014

Blow, Blow, Thou Winter Wind -WEST BENGAL BOARD CLASS IX ENGLISHBlow, Blow, Thou Winter Wind -WEST BENGAL BOARD CLASS IX ENGLISH

Blow, blow, thou winter wind Thou art not so unkind As man’s ingratitude; Thy tooth is not so keen, Because thou art not seen, Although thy breath be rude. Heigh-ho!

Aug 11

2014

SHAKESPEARE’S SONNET NO-7SHAKESPEARE’S SONNET NO-7

Lo! in the orient when the gracious lightLifts up his burning head, each under eyeDoth homage to his new-appearing sight,Serving with looks his sacred majesty; And having climbed the steep-up

Aug 11

2014

SHAKESPEARE’S SONNET NO-6SHAKESPEARE’S SONNET NO-6

Then let not winter’s ragged hand deface,In thee thy summer, ere thou be distilled:Make sweet some vial; treasure thou some placeWith beauty’s treasure ere it be self-killed.That use is not

Aug 11

2014

SHAKESPEARE’S SONNET NO-5SHAKESPEARE’S SONNET NO-5

Those hours, that with gentle work did frameThe lovely gaze where every eye doth dwell,Will play the tyrants to the very sameAnd that unfair which fairly doth excel;For never-resting time

Aug 11

2014

SHAKESPEARE’S SONNET NO-4SHAKESPEARE’S SONNET NO-4

Unthrifty loveliness, why dost thou spendUpon thy self thy beauty’s legacy?Nature’s bequest gives nothing, but doth lend,And being frank she lends to those are free:Then, beauteous niggard, why dost thou

Aug 11

2014

SHAKESPEARE’S SONNET NO-2SHAKESPEARE’S SONNET NO-2

When forty winters shall besiege thy brow,And dig deep trenches in thy beauty’s field,Thy youth’s proud livery so gazed on now,Will be a totter’d weed of small worth held: Then

Aug 11

2014

SHAKESPEARE’S SONNET NO-3SHAKESPEARE’S SONNET NO-3

Look in thy glass and tell the face thou viewest Now is the time that face should form another; Whose fresh repair if now thou not renewest, Thou dost beguile

Aug 11

2014

SHAKESPEARE’S SONNET NO.1SHAKESPEARE’S SONNET NO.1

From fairest creatures we desire increase,That thereby beauty’s rose might never die,But as the riper should by time decease,His tender heir might bear his memory:But thou contracted to thine own

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