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hi every one,,,,i hope u be fine
first ,,,i want help me 2 explain a poem called ( On A drop of dew) by Andrew Marvell
i have persentation on Thesday ,,,i do searched from the net but it was very diffcult sentences and i do not understand anything ,,,
i just want to explain this stanza by your own words beacuse that will help me 2 understand better,,
How it the purple flow'r does slight,
Scarce touching where it lyes,
But gazing back upon the Skies,
Shines with a mournful Light;
Like its own Tear,
Because so long divided from the Sphear.
Restless it roules and unsecure,
Trembling lest it grow impure:
Till the warm Sun pitty it's Pain,
And to the Skies exhale it back again.
note :i want this explain on Monday please