Question

I lay in sorrow, deep distressed;
My grief a proud man heard;
this looks were cold, he
But not a kindly word.
My Sarrow passed -I paid him back
gasemegeld,
I lay in want, and grief, and poing
A poch man passed my way;
He boundray head, he gave me bised,
He watched me night and day
.
How shall I pay him back
Ick again . ,
For all he did to mez
Dh, geld is great, btyester for
Il heavenly sympathy
These stood cheet and stake my thanks
The gold he gave
and blessed his charity
- Charles Markery
On the basis of your reading of the above poemfinds difficult works
write theit im
meanings
and make sentences of your own by using
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Answer 1

Answer:

how shall I pay him back ick again