Question

I love my books They are the homes Of queens and fairies Knights and gnomes. Each time I read I make a call on some quaint person large or small. Who welcomes me with a heartly hand and leads me through his wonderland. Each book is like A city street Along whose winding Way I meet New friend’s and old who laugh and sing And take me off adventuring. (E) How does a quaints person welcome the poet.

Answer 1

Answer:

Quaints person welcomes the poet heartly.