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ঐवɨԸfϤ̮d࿁Н઺ࢯϾԊdเݣ݊ग़໋

         ٙ൥ᅄfН઺ࢯίႥᛘ˜ᝈ˰ࠪമᔜ౷ژۜ™
         ࣛdࠅ΋Ⴅ˜เ،ଋ˥᝔™fḿ˖νɨj˜เ
         ،ଋ˥ཁᛈɧɷd׌٤ɞᅃлɛ˂d၅ྪᄿᄣ
         ַd๘ໆऊธd˦ೋʷߎᇳdیೌ૶૭ήമᔜ
         ᅙൣᔜ€ɧ၈™fḿ˖ʕٙیೌ૶૭ήമᔜ
         у݊˜یೌ͚ᚣˮνԸ™ʘʷԒമᔜٙΤ໮f
         ˜یೌ͚ᚣˮνԸ™ʱԒೌᅰമᔜd˸เ،ب
         ଋଧʕ͚ٙᚣ˥dཁᛈɧɷɽɷ˰ޢdಁ଺͛
         ๘ໆऊธdᔷ๨౒€˦ೋމമ౤€ߎᇳd                                ণήɪdᜫҢ޴຅ᜓᜮdᐛග໘ऎಪ̈ߕ਷ɾ
         ϾՑ༺૶૭ήfϞሳٙ݊dί 1980 ϋ˾d໘                             ་ɛ Emily Dickinson ٙ A Bird Came Down the
         ഊਗ੻Ҟٙ࠰ಥ᎛භޢఱක೯̈նΤމ˜เ،                                Walk€ɛБ༸ɪɓ৳ʃ௢ᇨ್ϾࠥfϤ་ٙ
         ͚ᚣ™ٙऊ౼଩ۜdᇲމࣛ֠fԙʦd˜เ،                                ᕚҿ̻૱ೌփd་ɛۍঐீཀ୚ጰٙᝈ࿀ɢd
         ͚ᚣ™ʥ݊ففࢀ˚฽աᛇڎٙऊ౼Ώۜf                                 ͛ਗή౜ᖭʃ௢ٙɓᑘɓਗdᜫɛชաՑຬي
             Ңࡁߘ݋ݰಳ™ऱѬഹѬഹdɓ৳ࡡ                               ᎑ᝈޫІ੻ٙจྤd˸ʿܘߕٙ೥ࠦf
         ͉ίݣ૓᎘ဂਨٙͣ᎘ॽ߉್ᇨ್ࠥίڝڐٙ                                    ধਗ਼Ϥ་ձקᙇΐ׵Χdձɽ࢕ʱԮl

                                   Emily Dickinson – A Bird Came Down the Walk


                $ %LUG &DPH 'RZQ WKH :DON                    ɛБ༸ɪɓ৳ʃ௢ᇨ್Ͼࠥ
                A Bird came down the Walk,                   ɛБ༸ɪɓ৳ʃ௢ᇨ್Ͼࠥd
                He did not know I saw.                       Ӛ೯ତҢӵഹ̴޶f

                He bit an Angleworm in halves,               ̴ਗ਼ஒলېϓ̒d
                And ate the fellow, raw,                     ͛чɨԂd
                And then he drank a Dew                      ʘܝdਰභɓဈᚣम
                From a convenient Grass,                     ׵Ԓऱণήɪd
                And then hopped sidewise to the Wall         ટഹdਉഹԒ༪Ցᐍᗙ
                To let a Beetle pass.                        ᜫɓ৳͠ᔥ຾ཀf
                He glanced with rapid eyes                   ̴଻मɿܢᔷ
                That hurried all abroad,                     ̸ᚥ̛޸d
                They looked like frightened Beads, I thought.  ޶ЧաəᜓᎽٙਮमdҢːซf
                He stirred his Velvet Head,                  ̴ࣞഹݓ๞ν˂ᕰ഑ٙ໘஛͘d
                Like one in danger, Cautious.                νᄵᎈྤdʃːᑈᑈf
                l offered him a Crumb,                       Ңഗ̴ᙢ̍࢜d
                And he unrolled his feathers                 ̴ҥකϻˣ
                And rowed him softer home                    ࣈॼᓥ੫dεჿჀޮd
                Than Oars divide the Ocean,                  ௷ཀΒᅿࢺ್ྌॎऎࠦd
                Too silver for a seam,                       ୵ཀೌ଱d
                Or Butterflies, off Banks of Noon            א͍݊ʹئ֦ࣙd੹ሁᇨᇨ
                Leap, plashless as they swim.                ᓃཀ˥ࠦf



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