Rabu, 23 April 2008

foundation of literature

Foundation of Literature

Siti Asminatun06211210026Semester IV BFoundation of Literatureearly modern english poemThe Hour GlassBy Ben JonsonDo but concider this small dust,Here running in the glass,By atoms moved.Could you believe that this body wasOf one that loved ?And in his mistress' flame playing like a fly,Turned to cinders by her eye ?Yes, and in death as life unblest,To have't expressed,Even ashes of lovers find no rest.Summary : small dust in the glass, it running and moved. it have'texpressed and believe the body has loved. and there are cinders inher eye. and in death as life unblest and even ashes of lovers findno rest.

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