Question

Vocation
Tagore
When the gong sounds ten in the morning
and I walk to school by our lane.
Every day I meet the hawker crying,
"Bangles,
crystal bangles!"
There is nothing to hurry
him on, There is no
Road he must take, no place he must go
to, no Time when he must come home.
I wish I were a hawker, spending my day
in The road, crying, "Bangles, crystal
bangles When at for the afterno
come back from The 54
I can see through the gate or tha
Gardener digging the ground. He does what he likes
with his spade, he soils hisslothes with pust, nobody
takes him to task, if he
gets
the sun or gets
wet.
I wish I were a gardener digging away
at the Garden with nobody to stop me
from
digging. Just as it gets dark in the evening
and my Mother sends me to bed,
I can see through my open window the watchman
walking the street all night, chasing the shadows
with my lantern
- Rabindranath
Redmi
wust the
(2Marks)
A.1) Complete the following.
1. The gardener soils his clothes but
2.
The watchman strolling alone at night chases​

Answer 1

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Answer 2

Answer:

1. he does what he likes

2. the shadows with his lantern

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