Question

The poetry of earth is ceasing never:

On a lone winter evening when the frost

Has wrought a silence, from the stone there shrills

The cricket’s song, in warmth increasing ever,

i)The poetry of earth is

(a) pleasant

(b) unpleasant

(c) constant

(d) loud.​

Answer 1

Answer:

plesant is the answer

Explanation:

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Answer 2

(c) Constant

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