Directions : (Q. Nos. 1 – 5) Read the poem carefully and answer the following questions.
Poem no. 4
When to the sessions of sweet silent thought
I summon up rememberance of things past,
I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought,
And with old woes new wail my dear time’s waste;
Then I can drown an eye, unused to flow,
For precious friends bid in the death’s dateless night,
And weep afresh love’s long-since-cancelled woe,
And moon the expense of many a vanished sight.
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