Question

Oh, sweet content, that turns the labourer’s sweat To tears of joy, and shines the roughest face; How often have I sought you high and low And found you still in some lone quiet place; Here, in my room, when full of happy dreams, With no life heard beyond that merry sound Of months that on my lighted ceiling kiss Their shadows as they dance and dance around; Or in a garden, on a summer’s night, When I have seen the dark and solemn air Blink with the blind bats’ wings, and heaven’s bright face Twitch with the stars that shine in thousand there.
(51) What turns labourer’s sweat into tears of joy?​

Answer 1

Answer:

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Explanation:

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Answer 2

Answer:

the sweet content turns the laubouer's sweet to tears of joy