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BA English Test (Paper-A), Poems Stanza, 1. Explain with reference to the context the following passages. 1. I listened, motionless and still; And, as I mounted up the hill, The music in my heart I bore, Long after it was heard no more 2. Jealous in honour Sudden and quick in honour 3. To hopeful eye of youth it still appears A lane where the roses and hawthorns grow 4. There is not any book Of face of dearest book That I would not turn from now 5. I cannot rub the strangeness from my sight I got from looking through a pane of glas BA English Test (Paper-A), Poems Stanza, 1. Explain with reference to the context the following passages. 1. I listened, motionless and still; And, as I mounted up the hill, The music in my heart I bore, Long after it was heard no more 2. Jealous in honour Sudden and quick in honour 3. To hopeful eye of youth it still appears A lane where the roses and hawthorns grow 4. There is not any book Of face of dearest book That I would not turn from now 5. I cannot rub the strangeness from my sight

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BA English Test (Paper-A), Poems Stanza,1. Explain with reference to the context the following passages.1. I listened, motionless and still;And, as I mounted up the hill,The music in my heart I bore,Long after it was heard no more2. Jealous in honourSudden and quick in honour3. To hopeful eye of youth it still appearsA lane where the roses and hawthorns grow4. There is not any bookOf face of dearest bookThat I would not turn from now5. I cannot rub the strangeness from my sightI got from looking through a pane of glas

BA English Test (Paper-A), Poems Stanza,1. Explain with reference to the context the following passages.1. I listened, motionless and still;And, as I mounted up the hill,The music in my heart I bore,Long after it was heard no more2. Jealous in honourSudden and quick in honour3. To hopeful eye of youth it still appearsA lane where the roses and hawthorns grow4. There is not any bookOf face of dearest bookThat I would not turn from now5. I cannot rub the strangeness from my sightI got from looking through a pane of glass