To His Coy Mistress

[@beyond_height]

A good insight of the poem and the respective genre.

[@maruthikr2982]

It's a wonderful presentation mam, I admire Andrew Marvel for his witty words regarding his lover.

[@alkachopra2756]

Thanks mam for beautiful explanation

[@iqraanjum6332]

This video covers all aspects of poem brilliantly👌👌👌

[@mariagracefrancis322]

Why ppl are unliking this ?

[@englishvinglish9463]

Awesome ma'am

[@navaneetha9590]

Excellent.thankyou so much

[@anythingeverything7359]

Had we but world enough and time, This coyness, lady, were no crime. We would sit down, and think which way To walk, and pass our long love’s day. Thou by the Indian Ganges’ side Shouldst rubies find; I by the tide Of Humber would complain. I would Love you ten years before the flood, And you should, if you please, refuse Till the conversion of the Jews. My vegetable love should grow Vaster than empires and more slow; An hundred years should go to praise Thine eyes, and on thy forehead gaze; Two hundred to adore each breast, But thirty thousand to the rest; An age at least to every part, And the last age should show your heart. For, lady, you deserve this state, Nor would I love at lower rate. But at my back I always hear Time’s wingèd chariot hurrying near; And yonder all before us lie Deserts of vast eternity. Thy beauty shall no more be found; Nor, in thy marble vault, shall sound My echoing song; then worms shall try That long-preserved virginity, And your quaint honour turn to dust, And into ashes all my lust; The grave’s a fine and private place, But none, I think, do there embrace. Now therefore, while the youthful hue Sits on thy skin like morning dew, And while thy willing soul transpires At every pore with instant fires, Now let us sport us while we may, And now, like amorous birds of prey, Rather at once our time devour Than languish in his slow-chapped power. Let us roll all our strength and all Our sweetness up into one ball, And tear our pleasures with rough strife Through the iron gates of life: Thus, though we cannot make our sun Stand still, yet we will make him run.

[@anilyadav-zx4lm]

Thank you ma'am

[@sumanupadhyay7213]

Wonderful

[@animewhole982]

every students is about to sleep... while teaching try to be more energetic , or we can use this video as lullaby . and avoid lendy and irrelevant lines...

[@dogyaltshering9653]

Is she reading from a text...I doubt she can remember all the facts of the poet and yes even I was rather bored with her monologue

[@dibyendumukherjee6830]

Thnx mam

[@niveditasharma4042]

thanks

[@sachinchouhan9194]

Hii

[@englishliterature8282]

Thank you very much madam

[@swetakumaripaswan5130]

Plz mam explain in hindi 🙏🙏

[@arshadsyed6628]

Sweta Raj why in English ? Aren't you an BA Honours student? You must have got to this stage after finishing high school n college.. LOL

[@dryasirhamid7721]

Ahhhh

[@philanthropist6969]

Fucking poem

[@sahiljaat1942]

plzz explain in hindi😢😢😢😢

[@arshadsyed6628]

Sahil Jaat you should not be watching this video if you can't understand this high school sweet nothings.

[@shimershine3452]

Lol

[@shimershine3452]

Lol Arshad