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प्रश्न
But the gladdest sort of people, when the busy day is done,
Are the brothers and the sisters who together share their fun.
Who are the gladdest people?
उत्तर
The gladdest people are those brothers and sisters who share their fun.
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Describe how his anger kept growing.
Describe the effect of the poisonous fruit on the ‘enemy’.
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Complete the summary by filling in the spaces with suitable words.
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If one should come too close to earth
The atmosphere will shake,
With shock wave reaching to the ground
Causing the land to quake.
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And the finest of conventions ever held beneath the sun
Are the little family gatherings when the busy day is done.
What does the poet mean by ‘finest conventions'?
