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प्रश्न
Have you ever travelled through a forest? How did you feel?
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उत्तर
Yes. Recently, I had an opportunity to pass by a dense forest at the outskirts of my native place. I wanted to have a feel of it and so I entered a few meters into the forest. The silence and the darkness was both comforting and disturbing at the same time.
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संबंधित प्रश्न
Memorise the poem 'Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening'.
Complete the summary of the poem by filling in the blanks.
After a long travel the poet entered a___________. He wondered to whom the wood _______! He realized that the owner of the wood lived in a ________. He thought that the owner would not be able to ___________him stopping in his woods to watch _____________ fill the woods. The poet felt that the horse would think it very _________ to stop near the woods as he had never _____. He was actually standing between the woods and _______. The time was ________. The horse indicated that the poet has made a ________ by shaking its head. The poet felt that the woods are lovely, _______ and ______. He suddenly realized that he had worldly ______which would not allow him to _______ in the woods for a long time.
You have agreed to pick up some friends at the train station. They are coming to stay with you for a few days. You’ve arranged with your elder brother/ sister to drive the car for the day. You are about to leave the house when you realize the car is outside but your brother/ sister has gone to work, taking the keys!. How angry does that make you feel?
How did the poet’s anger with his friend end?
How much time does it take to cut down a tree?
What is hidden inside the earth for years?
Broad and deep, and still as time;
Seeming still, yet still in motion.
Is the time still?
Pick out the examples for imagery from the poem.
If one should come too close to earth
The atmosphere will shake,
With shock wave reaching to the ground
Causing the land to quake.
Pick out the rhyming words.
The gladdest people living are the wholesome folks who make
A circle at the fireside that no power but death can break.
Where do they gather?
