Question

It is not growing like a tree
In bulk, doth make Man better be;
Or standing long an oak, three hundred year,
To fall a log at last, dry, bald, and sere.
A lily of a day
Is fairer far in May,
Although it fall and die that night -
It was the plant and flower of light.
In small proportions we just beauties see;
- Ben Jonson
And in short measure life may perfect be.
Questions :
49)write the correct prose order of the last line.
50)How would you like to make your life perfect?
51What is the message of this poem?
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Answer 1

Answer:

1-in small prapotions we see beauties.

2-by growing flower and plants outside our body

3-that u have to say and do respect of our adult persons

Answer 2

write clear I can't understand