Summary of
When I Have Fears That I May Cease to Be
Summary of The Terror of Death
"When I have fears that I may cease to be"
যখন আমি ভয় পাই যে আমি অস্তিত্ব হারিয়ে ফেলতে পারি।
"Before my pen has glean'd my teeming brain,"
আমার কলম আমার উৎপন্ন মস্তিষ্কের চিন্তাগুলো সংগ্রহ করার আগে।
"Before high-piled books in charact'ry"
উচ্চ-পাইল বইগুলো অক্ষরের মাধ্যমে
"Hold like rich garners the full-ripen'd grain;"
সমৃদ্ধ গুদামে পূর্ণ-পাক শস্যের মতো ধরে রাখে;
"When I behold, upon the night's starr'd face,"
: যখন আমি রাতের তারা ভর্তি মুখের দিকে দেখি,
"Huge cloudy symbols of a high romance,"
বিশাল মেঘলা চিত্রগুলি একটি উচ্চ রোমান্সের।
"And think that I may never live to trace"
এবং ভাবি যে আমি হয়তো আর কখনো তাদের চিত্রিত করার জন্য বাঁচব না।
"Their shadows, with the magic hand of chance;"
তাদের ছায়াগুলো, সম্ভবনার জাদুকরী হাতে;
"And when I feel, fear Creature of an hour!"
এবং যখন আমি অনুভব করি, "ভয়" ঘণ্টার একটি সৃষ্টির!
"That I should never look upon thee more,"
যে আমি আর কখনো তোমার দিকে তাকাতে পারব না,
"Never have relish in the fairy power"
কখনোই পরী শক্তির আনন্দ অনুভব করতে পারব না
"Of unreflecting love -- then on the shore"
অবিবেচনীয় প্রেমের -- তখন আমি তীরে
"Of the wide world I stand alone, and think"
বিশ্বজুড়ে একাকী দাঁড়িয়ে আছি এবং ভাবি
"Till Love and Fame to nothingness to sink."
যতক্ষণ না প্রেম এবং খ্যাতি শূন্যতায় নিমজ্জিত হয়।
When I have fears that I may cease to be
Before my pen has gleaned my teeming brain,
Before high-pilèd books, in charactery,
Hold like rich garners the full ripened grain;
When I behold, upon the night’s starred face,
Huge cloudy symbols of a high romance,
And think that I may never live to trace
Their shadows with the magic hand of chance;
And when I feel, fair creature of an hour,
That I shall never look upon thee more,
Never have relish in the faery power
Of unreflecting love—then on the shore
Of the wide world I stand alone, and think
Till love and fame to nothingness do sink.
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In When I Have Fears That I May Cease to Be , the speaker expresses deep anxieties about mortality and the urgency of creativity. At times, he or she worries about dying before having the chance to transform the myriad thoughts in a busy mind into poetry. The desire to fill stacks of books with these thoughts mirrors a farmer’s need to fill storehouses with harvested grain, highlighting the speaker's yearning for productive expression before it's too late.
Additionally, the speaker often gazes up into the starry night sky, perceiving vast images of elevated—perhaps chivalrous—love. This imagery evokes a sense of inspiration and beauty that the speaker fears may never be realized in poetic form. There is a palpable concern about not living long enough to translate these symbols into art, reflecting a deep longing to capture life's fleeting moments.
Furthermore, the speaker grapples with the fear of never being able to gaze upon a beloved again, and of losing the capacity to relish the transformative power of love. These fears create a profound sense of isolation, as if the speaker stands alone on a vast seashore, contemplating the weight of existence.
In such reflective moments, the speaker feels that love and fame may ultimately be inconsequential or even unattainable in the face of death. This melancholy realization emphasizes the transient nature of human aspirations and the inevitability of mortality, underscoring the poem's poignant exploration of existential dread.
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