Question

B. Explain these lines in your own words.
1. Our lays are of cities whose lustre is shed,
The laughter and beauty of women long dead
The sword of old battles, the crown of old kinc
And happy and simple and sorrowful things.
2. What hope shall we gather, what dreams sha
3. No love bids us tarry, no joy bids us wait:
4. The voice of the wind is the voice of our fate.
Think and answer.​

Answer 1

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