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Blow,Blow Thou Winter wind theme

Blow,Blow Thou Winter wind

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! sing, heigh-ho! unto the green holly:
Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly:
   Then, heigh-ho, the holly!
      This life is most jolly.

   Freeze, freeze, thou bitter sky,
   That dost not bite so nigh
      As benefits forgot:
   Though thou the waters warp,
      Thy sting is not so sharp
      As friend remembered not.
Heigh-ho! sing, heigh-ho! unto the green holly...

THEME: This poem is actually a song sung by Amiens. The main main theme of this song is man's inhumanity towards other fellow beings. Man is so ungrateful and selfish that he does not care for those who were is close to friends. He does not remember them once this purpose is served. Winter is harsh but the harshness of the winter's wind is not as bitter as man's ingratitude to man.


Meaning: এই কবিতাটি আসলে অ্যামিয়েন্সের গাওয়া একটি গান। এই গানের মূল মূল বিষয় হ'ল অন্যান্য সহ-প্রাণীর প্রতি মানুষের অমানবিকতা। মানুষ এতই অকৃতজ্ঞ এবং স্বার্থপর যে তার বন্ধুবান্ধব যারা ছিল তাদের যত্ন করে না। এই উদ্দেশ্যটি সম্পাদিত হওয়ার পরে তিনি তাদের মনে রাখবেন না। শীত রূ is় তবে শীতের বাতাসের কঠোরতা মানুষের প্রতি মানুষের কৃতজ্ঞতার মতো তিক্ত নয়।

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