poetic device for My flannels were spotless and gleaming, My heart was unclouded and gay;
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It was a sunny day. The breeze filled the gallery with the smell of hay.
It was a harvest season and the stadium was located near an area of cultivation.
The poet was a cricketer and he wore spotless white flannels.
He had the least of worries about the match being played. Ladies sat in the gallery watching the match progressing and birds sang.
It would have been a perfect day but something went wrong – the player missed an easy catch.
Whom to blame? Was it the magical summer? Yes, it was the magic of the summer that distracted the player’s attention from the game.
It was wrong to have looked away and played badly.
It was a bee’s humming, it was the thought of Clara that distracted the player. Oh, it was an easy catch.
The bowler expressed a happy ‘ah!’ because he thought that it was a catch. The batsman, was very sad and disappointed that he got ready to leave the pitch.
The batsman was sad because he thought that it was a catch. He got ready to leave the pitch.
The bowler was excited because he too thought that it was a catch.