Question

Read the given poem and answer the questions that follow

I lay in sorrow deep distressed:

My grief a proud man heard,

His looks were cold, he gave me gold.

But not a kindly word.

My sorrow passed I paid him back The gold he gave to me,

Then stood erect and spoke my thanks And blessed his charity.



I lay in want and grief, and pain A poor man passed my way He bound my head, he gave me bread;

He watched me night and day;

How shall I pay him back again For all he did to me?

Oh, gold is great, but greater far Is heavenly sympathy.

a) Why was poet in a fix? ​

Answer 1

Answer:

my sorrow passed I paid him back the gold the give to me plz thanks and support