At night, trees ….. a drowsy lullaby about children. Thus, the poet feels that trees are really …….things.
(i) welcome , enjoying
(ii) enjoying, welcome
(iii) kind, hum
(iv) hum , kind
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The answer is (iv) hum, kind
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