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Thinking About the Poemwhich Country Or Countries Do You Think “The Northland” Refers To?

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Thinking about the Poem

Which country or countries do you think “the Northland” refers to?

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“The Northland” could refer to any extremely cold country in the Earth’s north polar region, such as Greenland, the northern regions of Russia, Canada, Norway etc.

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अध्याय 5.2: A Legend of the Northland (poem) - Thinking about the Poem [पृष्ठ ६७]

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अध्याय 5.2 A Legend of the Northland (poem)
Thinking about the Poem | Q 1.1 | पृष्ठ ६७

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Inspector: Can you tell me something about his face?

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Ram Singh:   His lips were quite thick.
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Inspector:   Thank you Ram Singh. We will make sketches on the basis of your
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