Question

Read the lines of the poem and choose the correct options given after the questions.

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...poem of charles macauwy

1. One day the poet was in

trouble

need of money

need of friend​

Answer 1

Answer:

need of friend

hope you get it

Answer 2

Answer:

NEED OF FRIEND RIGHT.....!!